I can tell she’s tight. I walk over and touch her clit. She moans a bit. "What about fingers?" I don’t know." I proceed anyway. I take one finger ...nd start to put it up her tight pink pussy. I suddenly shove it up all the way. She moans loudly. "Ow." She says. I ignore and take a second finger and put it up too. I start fingering her fast with two fingers for about 30 seconds and she keeps moaning. I start to see blood. She notices it and grabs my hand and pulls my fingers out. "What-" I think. I enquired if she offered "discipline" which she denied with the observation, "I wouldn't do that, my darling, I don't think it's right, women shouldn't". Simple as that."As I turned away I said it was to be regretted, I was prepared to pay X pounds, a sum which was about four times what she would get for straight sex, and at that she called me back. "Oh well, I suppose business has been a bit slack lately," she admitted, "what would I have to do?" Just imagine you administer the punishments at. As I settled into a moderate pace on the bike, my mind wandered. Her perfectly shaped face, the gentle swell of her breasts under the plunging neckline of her top. The smell of her hair, the music of her laugh, and those eyes, again. It was no use...no matter how much harder I rode, my cock continued to swell until it threatened to emerge through the leg of my shorts. Combined with the movements of my riding, the friction against my leg created a tingling sensation, building up, but would. She squeaked as she hit bottom.“Christ, Jessie, this feels amazing! If he splits me up the middle, girl, it was good knowing you!”We tried lifting Laura up and down on my dick a few times; she also did her hip flexing which also worked, but it was clear that it wasn’t going to go much further without a bit more thought. She wasn’t comfortable, and neither was I.“Sorry, Laura, I don’t feel that I’ve got you safely. This position could be truly awesome, but I think I need to watch some porn and.