Fuck me, if they do that it will be a fucked night. I only want to suck and get fucked...eat cum...that's all I really want. After some deep breathe......a little fantasy...I decided I really wanted the complete and total sexual experience, so I stayed on the trolley.A little more than an hour later I arrived at my stop. I had been there before, but had no knowledge, other than the directions I wrote, of the cottages. I started off walking through town...shops on one side, the beach on the. I would do it right now, but after that great head job you just gave me I don't think I can get it up."Liz wiggled her back against his flaccid penis and giggled. After a moment she stopped laughing and asked, "What else do you think about when you jack-off Jerry?" I don't know Lizzie..." Do you think about Megan Jerry? Do you think about the night you fucked our daughter and she sucked your cock?" Well... yes, I think about that sometimes," he admitted. "Most of the time I think about you. There I stood stretched out as he moved back over to the chair and picking up the whip he had used on my back, came back over and moving in front of me, grabbed hold of my tit, squeezing it hard, "Let's see how much you really want black cock" he said as he let go of my tit and moved off to one side. The first lash went across my tits and I moaned out in brief pain. Lash after lash followed as Joe whipped my tits, turning them red and streaked until small openings appeared and the blood started. The slave who owns the house(or should I say, used to) is a very nice man in his fifties who was left a great deal of money when his father died, and he was absolutely hooked on cigar smoking women. He gradually became my slave with no will of his own and that was when I decide to offer him my deal: He would get to see his Mistress a great deal of the time at no extra charge, and would even get sexual relief when he earned the right to it. I would use the house, which he signed over to me to.