While her everyday sleepwear was fine when she was home, she didn't want to look like a little girl to her friends. So she begged her older brother fo... one of his black Harley Davidson t-shirts and to her surprise, he surrendered one without any arguments.Due to his height and build the t-shirt fit her like a mini-dress so it along with a pair of silky sleep shorts were perfect. She finished her packing and after kissing her parents goodbye she lashed her sleeping bag to her bike and rode to. When she got close, he pointed to the ground in front of him, and said, "I'd like you to suck me off while I amuse Patricia. When I finish, keep sucking until I'm hard again. You can touch yourself while you suck if you want, but don't come until I'm working on Marie."Gretchen nodded, and took him into her mouth, licking and sucking, while her left hand stroked the part of his shaft she wasn't swallowing. Her right hand moved between her thighs in time to the motions of her left hand.While. Then cupping mybreast with one hand says "be beautiful for me," before walking behindme. I feel the flogger before I see or hear it, repeatedly caressingand colouring my entire back and arse a rosy red. I don't know if I amscreaming or dreaming as I float into subspace; it could have beenminutes or hours as Sir raises the glass to my lips again."Well done, my dear... you are not quite yet finished this eveningthough."Sir unclips my ankles from the spreader bar and my wrists from above meand. Normally, they were silver, with satin sheets. “The concept of baseball hasn’t been lost on you, is it?”A voice rang out to a chair in the corner of the room, half-engulfed by the darkness. She didn’t turn to face the voice. She knew that voice all too well. It was the voice that destroyed her family. She was little more than a woman who worked happily on a farm with her husband and her son. As a goddess of her realm, Erzulie was loved by all. Cherished by many. Idolized by her people. She was.