?For a split second after the first stroke of Her short single-tail, I felt nothing. Then pain, white hot searing pain to my most sensitive organ. B... the fifth blow, tears were flowing like a baby and I was able to say nothing except for groan and cry out.?That was only five strokes toilet. Nothing compared to what can happen if you do not obey again. you did well to hold your speech though, slave, and I commend you for that.?I was left to my pain; my poor cock throbbing. A very strange. Pouring a cup of coffee I felt almost satisfied but not completely haven’t had anything in me in a week I craved more and more wanting to be totally used. Leaning on the edge of the counter pushing hard grinding my little clitlit as I did pushing out the remainder of his cum from in me feeling it flow soaking me more seeing it drip on the floor I just wanted MORE. Sliding my hand inside my soaked panties rubbing my wet clitlit something I never do felling it twitch stroking it with my thumb and. .. and how he had wanted it... The girl sent for, the erection ready. The girl unceremoniously dragged into position, with not a word said. The girl’s thighs pulled apart. The girl fucked. Fucked hard and strong! Used! A faint grin flickered over Quentin’s face. Her arse might as well have been a soft pumpkin with a hole in it for all consideration he’d given her! Yes, most excellent! “Ah... that’s better,” announced Quentin, suddenly withdrawing. He got up and shambled into the bathroom and. My girlfriend was going to school about an hour and a half from where I was going to school. We took turns going to see the other. She was black and had a body to prove it. The stereotypes were true in her case but she had a very strange personality: quirky and a little off the wall. She was an awesome girl.The sex was alright. There was something missing from the usual grind we had. Maybe it was the distance or maybe it was that we just didn’t have it between us to have good sex. But all the.