I was scared to strike him across his slit until he offered it to me.The flog came back damp with pre-cum and he growled with pleasure.“That’s the...way,” a woman encouraged me from the crowd of onlookers.I reached up and stroked just to the left and right of his damp slice before flogging him several times across his proffered groin. He rattled the cross with the third strike. I moved my attention back to his thighs, causing him more frustration than relief.I patted his slit and felt that he was. Anyway we continued to chat and I mentioned what a fine big house this was and they agreed and said did I want a guided tour, I thought why not and so they escorted me around the place and we finally ended up in a room at the other side of the place from where the party was going on. We had taken our drinks with us and by this time our glasses were empty, one of the guys Tony said he would go for refills while the other one Paul showed me the room.I had noticed throughout that one or other of. He didn’t move. “Fuck me”, she said with more force. A few seconds later, the sound of his zipper opening made her smile – good boy Joel, do what you’re told. He started by rubbing the head of his cock against the outside his here cunt. She was juiced and good to go. “Fuck me now” said demanded. She liked this power she had over Joel. Sometimes she liked to make love, but tonight is was just fucking. He did as command and shoved his cock deep inside her. Half standing, half leaning forward his. Too afraid of getting cut. The cold blade of the razor eases over her hot pussy lips and she whimpers again, shutting her eyes. Finding something so soothing about this. Once he's got her clean and smooth, he takes a warm washcloth from a basin of water and mops her up. Taking the towel out from under her he inspects his work. Getting down between her legs for a close inspection. He looks up at her and smiles, landing a kiss on her tummy, one hand on her inner thigh. He purrs warmly."Good girl..