The stinging blows stopped. 'Put your hands back to your sides. If you move them away from your sides again... Try to protect yourself...,' Marty sli... the riding crop up my stomach causing my belly muscles to quiver. 'If your hands move away from your sides...,' he tapped my nipples with the crop. 'Do you understand what will happen?' I nodded quickly. 'You're such a good and obedient girl. I've had to keep my wife on the Stick for hours when she was bad. Do you want to stay on the Stick that. On to next venue for the night, movie night per-say. We got ourselves to the hall, settled down with friends, and watched a beautiful testimonial based movie. ‘The movie was about a surfer dude looking for the most perfect wave he’d ever seen. He took a journey across the entire world in seek of it and encountered many challenges in which he almost died from. During his ‘death’ he witnessed Christ and was given a second chance at life, in exchange for his faith. After he resurrected, he changed. He had only traveled a half a mile before there was another blinding flash of light. Suddenly, his windshield exploded, and everything went black.When he came to, he was wet, cold, and his face was in pain. His windshield was gone, and just inches from his head was a huge tree limb. Rain and wind tore through the hole where the windshield had been. A couple of shoves soon convinced him that he could not remove the limb, so getting out of the storm became his first priority. He could see that. Squeezing the globes together with both hands, Jerry worked his ass back and forth, sliding his balls over her warm skin, titty-fucking her as she stared big-eyed down to watch his bulging knob pop out. He took weight from her and leaned forward, letting go her breasts and taking hold of her head. Debbie flinched. ‘I – I never did this before. Will it hurt? It’s so big, Jerry, I don’t know if I can -‘ Not giving the woman a chance to think it over and perhaps cop out because of her.