Brendan apply some salve to her back.“I used a flat whip, and did not hit that hard. So no markings are left, just some red painful stripes which wi...l disappear in an hour or so.”“Will you obey me from now on, Cutty?” she said as she grabbed the still softly crying Donna.“Yes, yes, I will Ms. Brendan,” she replied.“At least that you remembered,” Ms. Brendan said, referring to her use of Ms. Brendan at the end of her sentence.“The rules,” Donna thought frantically. “What were the rules?” And she. She took long slow swipes along the sides and underneath, starting a slow burn in my groin. I was staring over her bobbing head at her rounded ass cheeks, just thinking about what came next and how I was going to stab between her soft round globes them with my prong. The stirring turned to a small fire as I felt my cock getting harder and harder. When I was still partially limp, I threaded my hands into her hair, pulling roughly upwards. Her open mouth still had spit dripping from it, the lusty. No matter what we did, if there wasn’t a discussion and plan this whole exercise was a waste of time.The group was smaller this morning - a couple of the Russians had gone to the embassy to converse with their staffs in Moscow.We started on the Arctic treaty that had been in limbo since the Obama administration. Russia - at the time under Putin - was determined it was entitled to all the possible wealth in the Arctic Circle. After all, they were the largest territory holder in the circle.At the. Her hands came away from her face, and her eyes were wide and desperate… wondering what came next… not wanting it to stop. “Oh, my God, please, Mr….” she started.“I think we’re past Mr. H. don’t you?” I teased, breathlessly, moving myself back toward her open mouth. She nodded, eyes completely submissive, and that mischievous grin returned as she took me back into her panting mouth. I can clearly remember the feel of her hot breath on my cock just before she took me back into her mouth, and.