GrantI was coming out of the store and was halfway across the parking lot when I heard her say, ?no, not that high, by the wrist.?I looked around and ...aw an interesting picture. A young man was trying to put handcuffs on a young woman and making a bad job of it. Normally, that might sound like a weird situation, but I had heard her try to give him advice, so it must be consensual.I watched him stumble around with the cuffs while she tried to instruct him. First he tried to put the cuff on. Not only did he marvel at the potential, but for a fleeting moment, he also suffered pangs of buyer’s remorse, knowing that this box represented most of the money he had saved from his summer job lifeguarding.After dropping his backpack on his desk and putting his precious box on his bed, he returned to his bedroom door and carefully closed and locked it before returning to his box with a penknife from his desk in hand, to carefully slit the tape holding the box shut.Moments later, with the box. " I took more of Kev's hard cock in my mouth. I licked up and down, I tickled the glans with my tongue, I caressed his balls." Aunt Cin, that feels so good, but I think I'm gonna cum." That's ok. Get a fast one out of the way." I moved my mouth up and down on the first 5 inches. No deepthoating, I didn't want to give him unrealistic expectations. He can find that girl or woman out there someday. I sucked and stroked his cock. I felt his balls contract and he hit me with a load like only a teen. Over and over I worked with the whip. I alternated hands, and moved to different targets on the dummy, but each time there was a resounding slap of leather against leather. By the time I saw Rhonda out of the corner of my eye, my shirt was soaked with sweat, and my palms were starting to get raw from the braid of the whip's handle. She didn't say anything; she just watched as I did my best to flay the dummy, the frustration obvious on my face.Finally, I could barely lift my arms, and all of the.