Dad was going to drop me at work instead of me riding my bike, because the girls would be bringing me home.Unfortunately, things weren’t busy at the...deli and I had a lot of time to think. Too much time, really. I was dwelling on the letters as well as my other problems. I knew I’d have to find time to have a heart-to-heart talk with Bethany, but I didn’t know if she was ready for it. We’d crossed some kind of line, and I needed to make sure she knew who I was before we crossed any further. The milk from Sheely’s breast yesterday had been incredible. Was this the reason I slept so well? When I woke up I felt so refreshed, even though it was still before dawn. The reason why I woke up was the tingling feeling of long hair on my belly. Not only that, but also the feeling of wet lips around my cock. Tender hands went up and down my belly and my legs. She must have sensed that I was awake, because she let my rock-hard cock go and kissed my belly and moved upwards. I could smell her. I was frustrated and he was too. Finally last week after a fight we called it quits. For a few days we had limited contact, but still had eachother things. Since I was single again and missing being filled up I messaged an old friend who I hadn’t seen in a few years. We had just gotten back in touch before I met my boyfriend. Right away we made plans to have dinner, me knowing that I was going to get fucked good. Dinner was good but the best was desert at my place. We had a few drinks and. Quiet ensued, I could hear no movement and the air was motionless; still and timeless as I strained to listen but all I could hear was the pounding of my heart. I felt my wetness drip, trickling down between the cheeks of my ass. Time stood still, an eternity since the leather tip crossed my mouth.Did I do something wrong? Anticipation knocked against my ribs. Simultaneously, I heard and felt the sharp crack as the crop struck sharply at my left nipple, the sound of the leather echoing as pain.