She couldn't hold it though and started to laugh."Ohhhhh, you know what I mean!" Yes I do sweetie. Well you know you can always shoot over for a visit...and stay a while. You don't have to worry about getting pregnant for now," she said with a cackle."That's for sure," lamented Lisa again. "Little lezzie gets popped one night and knocked up at the same time. Shit, you'd think I was a fourteen year old in the backseat of a '56 Chevy."Dee thought she would pee her pants she was laughing so hard.. Uuuuuhhhh," I then use my tongue to slowly flick and lightly lick on her hardening nipple. My wet breath now falling directly on her left breast as the feather traces invisible lines of pleasure down to the supple pink skin above her clit. Stopping there, it makes small indistinct patterns across her flesh. As my tongue continues to play on her left nipple the feather is removed from her soft and supple skin, only to be replaced by my fingers. Gently and slowly playing across her skin, never. He’s been a good neighbor, a good friend to you and your family. I think there’s something else, too. A sort of affinity, a natural bond between you two. I know he feels it; that explains his actions, laying his trust and obligations on you. I know that you feel a similar affinity to him. That accounts for your response to his near-fatal wounding. I expect that if you’d allow yourself to sense his present state, you’d feel his condition. I don’t suggest you do that just now. It won’t help. “George?” Chris said, “You want to flog the bitch?” One of the men stepped forward and took the flogger. After a few lighter strikes to my pussy, he began moving it in a figure eight pattern, stinging each ass cheek in turn. George was relentless, and flogged harder than Chris usually did. “Have you had enough?” Chris asked.“Yes sir!” I shrieked.He motioned to George who stopped flogging me and stroked my reddening ass. The other man (whose name I later learned was Alex) came over then and.