He starts and sucks in his breath, but doesn’t cry out. I don’t think he is too new at this, although I certainly am. I’m not really surprised, ...’d bet money that his bombshell wife wears the pants in the family. I wonder how often she whips him at home. I reach down and gently rub the red marks that my crop left on his ass. His breathing gets heavier and his cock responds to the sensations of my cool hands on his skin. “Do you like that, Paul?” I ask. “Yes, ma’am,” he replies. I smile at the. Ruta's hand suddenly caught his, her other taking Issa's. She backed up, pulling them."Come on. Let's try."Ruta led them around the side of the cathedral, down one of the irregular stone paths. Felek knew where she was taking Issa. He should have thought of it himself. The trio walked among the flower beds and fruit trees, the two males flanking the blonde. Felek could still hear the murmur of people from the front steps, but slowly it faded. The sound of wind in the trees, of birds, replaced. It worked. He bent down over her and his hand slid to her breast. She felt him harden against her and by the time they were well into the wood her breathing was ragged and the cold wind forgotten. Sir Reynard reigned in Saracen and practically dragged her out of the saddle. He backed her against a midsized tree and locked his hands behind it, trapping her. His eyes narrowed and darkened as he leaned his face into hers. ‘If you act like quarry, Lilac, you might just find yourself snared.’ His. As if she was a wannabe celebrity on a beach in Cannes, France, with all eyes upon Kim's big tits, she flashed dozens of unsuspecting men her naked breasts whenever pulling that flashing routine at the beach. If there was another way for Dean to flash men Kim's sexy body, whichever flashes are next, Dean has either done that already or he's thinking of doing that next.* * * * *"Honey, I found a couple of bras for you in your size and in different colors," he'd say loud enough for the men to.