This escalated quickly... I paused, maybe it's best to stay quiet. "You were checking me out the whole time, even when I told you to piss off. OK ...al, here's what I'm going to do, my grandmother gave me this necklace, it's my last memory of her. I've been wanting to start doing muscle sessions with guys to fund my MMA endeavors. As a reward, how'd you like to be my guinea pig?". "OH, uh...". "That's a yes, don't bullshit me, let's go." She grabbed my hand and we marched to her car. I. Dave replied as they parted, “You brought that out of me. I was a mortal man until you brought me into your deep velvet warmth, and then I found I could soar with the angels and bring heaven to you, my Love. I love you with all my heart.”Rachel sobbed, “What about me?”Dave turned to the teen that he found standing beside the bed. “Oh, Rachel, come into my arms. I love you, too. I am blessed to love so many women, and have them love me.”Rachel allowed him to pull her to him, kneeling on the bed. He started at my neck, which made me moan softly. He chuckled against my neck and continued on his way down. When he reached my breasts, he rolled his fingers over my nipples, tweaking them just the way he knew I liked. My moans and gasped gained volume, which satisfied him. He moved down further, kissing my stomach fondly. I was aching for him, and I begged him to go lower. He listened to me, burying his face between my legs. His tongue danced around, touching me and sliding over places he. And eventually the caning stopped. And Gwen leant in again to my ear to tell me my punishment was complete. And if I wanted to keep the underwear I had on Donna would use a strap and administer 6 strokes. I loved the basque and agreed. The strap landed and I counted down the strokes. Gwen then began to unfasten my hood and removed it from my head. My eyes were blearily and I had to blink a few times to get my vision back....And as I heard the women chatting there was a voice I knew straight.