“That was 25 strokes,” The Beast told her. “I like your teats better in pink.”Rose glanced down to see that the aftermath of her beating was c...early visible, both in her breasts’ overall colour and as individual marks where bloody speckles showed beneath the surface of her skin. Looking back to The Beast, she saw that his cock was fully erect again, standing out from between his legs like a thick red limb on a tall, black oak.“A little treat for you now,” said The Beast. “I’ll let you lie on. I pulled up the log for the garage. Glancing at the time, I cued up the appropriate file.Some may call it overkill, but I had microphones as well as cameras focused on my usual parking place. I started the video playing. My new best friend went pale as we watched together.I paid careful attention. It worked out well. Throughout the entire video, neither of us said anything that could possibly hint at my true nature. I was in the clear. If it came to it, I could nervously admit to being a. He gained a better understanding of how much he meant to his wife, and how much she loved him with all her heart. He would give anything to read those words again, he thought. Dispensing with the charade of trying to sl**p, he rose from the bed and walked into his office to retrieve his laptop. He scrolled through his e-mail in-box to the very bottom, and confirmed his fear that he had deleted all of his older e-mails. He pounded the desk with his fist and sighed. Then, a thought came to him,. ” I laughed and started stroking his cock. I started blowing him again. I could feel the pre-cum oozing into my mouth and it made me very wet. I started touching myself and moaning while I sucked Brett’s huge virgin cock. He saw me touching myself and I could tell he was curious about my pussy. I said, “Do you want to touch me?” He said, “Yes, please.” He started by shyly putting one finger in my wet hole. He was surprised by how wet it was. He asked, “Is it always this wet?” I said, “No,.