And I told him (and Dad) about the bully and about 'Jack and Jill'."Patrick came back. He had Australian Fungi with fingers in two places. "I think I ...found two. Could you look?" He opened the book."That's a red lilliputian lampshade. I've never seen one this far west of Brisbane. But it's a possibility. What's the other?"He showed me. "Oh, that's an agaric muscaria. They give people strange dreams." There are a bunch near the trees." We'll get gloves and harvest them for the nungungi. He might. It took more than a few seconds for me to realize that her cunt was shaved clean and she had a nice set of tits, perhaps a little bigger than my wife's, who was no slouch in that department either. My cock got so hard it hurt and Jill grinned and began stroking it slowly while giving me some tongue to suck on as well. I nearly lost my load at that point, but Jill backed off and showed me another photo of Paula on her knees with her lips wrapped around a cock that was thick and so hard that the. ” Kisses were relished on this phallus symbol of lust. He quivered to the sound of the flogger and smiled. He spelled my name 32 times. Each phoneme made his ass cheeks tighten. Each vowel made him quiver. I was enjoying this sight. My pet adored me, and I was his religion, while I cradled him with despotism. The floggings stopped. Charles remained on his knees. “Mistress, may I say something?” “Spit it out you slut. If it’s a redundant question or random statement…” I am your worthless fuck. Her knees stopped shaking as some modicum of control returned. Then she felt the bed bounce as Helen clambered on, gentle hands lifted her head out of the bedclothes and she looked up to see Helen’s neat little pussy slide under her face as her lover spread-eagled her legs around her. She glanced up to see Helen staring down at her lovingly, biting her lip in anticipation, it was a look only Susan knew. She grinned wickedly and plunged her mouth down to the wet metallic warmth of her lover..