On our our honeymoon…Steven showered my bottom and upper thighs with that dreaded paddle. The holes in the paddle seemed to burn into my skin…I c...uld feel the welts form. It’s as if I could visualize my bottom becoming red…then, even redder and perhaps, a hint of purple was seen. Steven was providing me with something that I needed…I needed to feel his strength, his determination; his love. There was no safe word to say…We never created a safe word. He had always said that he was. I said “hold on, i’ll be right back.I had bought one of those realistic Doc Johnson 8.5” thick black cocks a few weeks ago, hoping to get the opportunity to use it on her... The look in her eyes when I came back in with it was priceless. I rested it on her lips and she took it in her mouth and started sucking it. Looks so amazing seeing her taking that into her throat. I took it out of her mouth and rubbed it on her nipples slid it down towards her pussy and started caressing her lips and clit. ”“Okay tit topping Areola.”“Okay bald Beaver.”We laughed then got out of the car. The 3 young men were already half looking at us but when they saw our ultra short dresses and bare legs, their concentration turned to us.“Hi guys, we’re Beaver and Areola, your new neighbours.” I loudly said.“Hey, Ben, Tom and Harry,” one of them shouted back. “Want a hand?”“Thanks but I think that we’ve got it. We’ll let you know if we need you.”The 3 of them just watched as we got the tent out and started. “I am a virgin” she said and then adjusted it to “I am a cock virgin”. Walter stepped forward and kissed Chelsea. “Don’t worry my dear” he said “why don’t you fondle my cock. I would like that”. Chelsea reached down and began to stroke Walter cock. It was all of 9” long. Walter moaned “Mmm nice” he said “I like that. Your mother loves to play with my cock. She also likes to suck it. Would you like to suck me cock?” Chelsea smiled “ask me like you ask my mother” Chelsea said. “OK” replied Walter.