Lord Stanley looked along the wall of whips, picked out one, swished it thru the air a few times and said this one will do fine. He approached me and ...s he stood there he slowly stroked the tip of the whip between my soaking wet pussy lips, I gave out a quick grunt and he said yes you are ready. Without pause he swung the whip wide and struck the outside of my left thigh, then around to my right thigh, back and forth from one side to the other, whip swish whip swish, he strikes me about 30-40. I was fascinated and completely turned on by my Jules and also this stranger, fucking in my house. All my chairs and all the soft furniture are oversize and very comfy. Connolly leather hides, the same as in my XK8 Jaguar, clad the frames of the chairs and the comfort is to die for. I could see Jules stirring and regaining clarity and vision as her body became more neglected, in order for her mystery guest to up the ante on her own body. The champagne bottle suddenly came into my vision and I. Whilst chatting, he rested his hand on my leg and stroked it lightly. His fingers brushed up my skirt and made me shift in my chair, causing him to withdraw his hand and insist it was an accident. The 'accidental' incident is repeated several times, but now that it's no longer a surprise, I sit perfectly still and enjoy the touch of his hands as his manly fingers caress the inside of my thighs. This is accompanied by a playful rub of my cheek, allowing his fingers to linger around my face until. A sense of pride and accomplishment washed over me and I found all my guilt and inhibitions wash away in a great overpowering need to please this man in front of me.Having given in to the act I plunged my mouth down and over his cock taking it in till I had as much as I could take. Swirling my tongue around his cock I looked up at him seeing that his face was crimson and the look of need/desire/urgency, his total being seemed to be in a primal need for release.The primal need of my son infected.