Then she started pounding me in earnest. I watched it like it was a porn movie in the mirror, unable to believe this was happening to me. Harder, an... faster she went as she beat on my back and squeezed her nipples and breasts. She called me her slut, her pussy, her toy. She told me she owned my man cunt and I had better cum for her. I had no choice. Her pounding was pushing my cock in and out of her toy between the pillows. It felt like I was fucking a girl beneath me, as I watched this. Since she was virtually clinging to the edge of the bedto stop herself falling out it meant that when sheturned back over into the bed she was going to have toroll through my cum pool which would really disgusther. I really despair at how sadistic I can be. One wayor another I will need to nail her again soon.***We have been asked out for a meal this evening so I amhoping I might get somewhere with her later. I don’treally mind if it is voluntary with her cooperation,f****d, or. “Dont worry, you’re doing great" she said in an attempt to ease his embarrassment.She resumed sucking, his hard cock stretched her mouth out as she held his length steady, her saliva drooling from the corners and down her chin. Then she very slowly removed her hold on his slick stalk with a soft hum and a graze of teeth on his crown. Pete nearly lost it and grabbed his aching cock and pressed hard at the base to prevent him shooting his load over her pretty face."I feel quite relaxed now, will. Next, she felt the whip lash against her inner thighs, causing her to squeal and flinch from the sudden pain.The leather strands slid along the length of her pussy. They were pulled away before coming down hard on her wet labia. Jennifer's hips rose off the bed as the second lash landed directly on her clit. A moan of pleasure escaped past her lips and then she screamed when the leather hit her clit for the second time. She could tell that her pussy was already soaked but she also knew that she.