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“I’m going to ask you some questions, Danny-boy.” Lucy said softly, “If you answer them right, I’ll be happy. If you answer them wrong, I’ll still be happy, but you won’t be.” She accentuated the last word with a snap of the whip. “I’ll talk!” I squeaked. “And I’ll listen.” Lucy grinned, and laid the whip across my nipples. I looked down, and realized that despite everything, I was sporting a skin-splitting erection. Lucy’s eyes followed mine, and then reconnected, a sparkle in her regard. “Now,” she said softly, her voice like poisoned honey, “where is your sister?” “What?!” I exclaimed, and Lucy wrenched the whip away. The threaded cord seared across my nipples, and I cried out, my hands balling to fists above my shackled wrists. “I believe I was the one asking the questions.” Lucy purred, and trailed her finger softly over the flesh she’d just tortured. Oh… oh, it was good. Too good. Her caress was overly gentle, barely a touch at all, but it prickled the flesh with delightful tingles. “I don’t want to hurt you, Danny-boy.” Lucy said softly, sounding girlfriend like a concerned mother, “I want to please you, but if you don’t give me what I want, I’m going to have to punish you. Now, where is your sister?” “She’s at the Des Moines Civic Center.” I muttered. Lucy laughed, and by the tone of her laugh, I knew I just bought myself some pain. “ The Des Moines black Civic Center?! ” She sputtered, “Was that the best you could boyfriend do?” And the whip snapped across my belly again, and again, and again. Each motion was effortlessly casual from her, as though she were swatting a fly, but each erotic snap laid a welt on my flesh that only grew more painful with time. I yelped at the first two, cried out at the third, then bellowed at the last two, my back amateur arching from the bed. Once again, she calmed me with her tender caress, tracing the lines of her abuse with her fingertips, turning pain to pleasure with just a touch. This time, I moaned when she did it, and she looked up at me lick with a knowing smile. “Just like your mother.” She chuckled. “What?” “You just can’t help yourselves.” “What?” I asked Cathy if she enjoyed changing the suit in the window. Step on it, board breaks and drops you into a deep pit probably with spikes at the bottom.” I explained how I would try to peep in your door, and how sexy I thought you were. Looking into her eyes, I saw for the first time the malevolence in her face. There were a lot of vacationing families there, with the beach and its long wooden jetty boyfriend as lick well as diving platform further out in the water, being the go-to destination when the sun was out. black I woke a couple hours later. That's kind amateur of kinky." He was pounding the smell of sex out of Sally's splayed crotch. But there still seemed to be the problem that I had said it at all in the first place. Of course. We all swam around for a while. I lick and kiss my way down his chest and belly, then up and over the hot cock to his balls then back up to the cock head. I meant only myself, but when she came onto Coach Heath, she got in trouble. Then she cocked her head to the side and blinked her golden, cat-slitted erotic eyes. As she stopped curbside, she said “thanks for everything, I mean that”. he must be eating her. I always just look down at the floor and mumble something like “Yes, ma’am.” I can hear them laughing as the door closes and I can feel my face flushing red with shame. He did think it might be close to worth it as that pussy was the warmest, tightest he had ever felt and would probably ever feel and her ass was even better. Annette spoke as she returned Jeff's gaze. “What do you mean?” I started girlfriend to pick up my pace when I felt the muscles in her ass start to squeeze my cock.