His right hand went to her wet lips, spreading them, entering her. She moaned deep in her throat, pressing against his hand. His mouth went back to he...r right nipple, licking her juices off her. He brought up his right hand, spreading more of her on her left nipple. He went to the left nipple briefly, and began kissing his way down to her steamy wet pussy. On his knees, her legs spread wider, and went over his shoulders. She leaned back against the mirror, giving him easier access to her. He. Rob lived about 50 miles away from Bill's home in north Phoenix on the other side of Apache Junction. By the time Rob called to let Bill know he was headed for Bill's house it was about 9:00 AM. The riots had already started in Phoenix.Fox 10 News had reports and video of crowds numbering in the thousands clashing at the state house in downtown Phoenix. Supporters of the Julian/Paladin ticket clashed with supporters of President Maloliden and the thin line of county sheriff riot control. Gregg and Chad would check their email, eat their food, and head back to camp. Each night he traded emails with Heather and Emily who both managed to find time during the days to write. Heather wrote first thing in the morning from the hotel to tell about all the amazing sights she'd seen the previous day. She admitted that she wished she was a better French student during high school, but contrary to the stereotype, she had no problem getting French men to guide her through the city.Emily also. This time the whip lashed between my spread thighs, hitting my sensitive pussy. “OOOOO, don’t, DON’TTT whip my pussy! DON’T!” “AAAAAAHHH,” the whip striking my spread pussy again, coming in from the other side, pulling my pussy lips back as the cruel leather thongs bit into my tender, pink pussy. My pussy lips began to swell, the cruel lash taking its toll on my body. I was continually screaming now, the lash giving no letup, beating into my girl sex, tearing my pussy lips. He finally stopped,.