.. “Why are you looking at me like that? Get your butt on that bed so I can ride you like I rode Whiskey into the arena today.”“Come get all you... can stand of me, Baby. For years, I’ve given up on having a son or a daughter. Now, I have the sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world, wanting to marry me and have a stable full of boys and girls. You have made me the happiest man in all of Texas and Oklahoma.”The next morning, after stopping for breakfast, we went to the arena again. This time to. We recounted how many strokes of the cane this TV took. It was literally 8 strokes.I commented on how poor he/she had taken the punishment and how the “So Called Mistress” let the punishment stop, this is despite her saying he was going to get 50 strokes.This started off a debate between myself and my wife. And sometimes we play bit of caning/strapping/whipping etc just to mention a few. I remember stating what a Simon only taking 8 strokes So I said he was a wimp, and the Mistress was not a. “Just make the most of the fact we’re together.” He grinned at me. “I like the sound of that.” I smiled back and pulled him in closer. He was right, we didn’t catch up nearly often enough and so I tried to make the most of it when we did. Within reason, of course – I was still wary of heading back into the Hufflepuff common room or, worse, his dorm, and therefore preferred to stay in places just a little more public. The seductive part of it was, of course, the fact that when we were making. Melissa climaxed as Brian approached her with a fully stiffened cock in his hands. She thrashed and bucked on the boardroom table. There was little time between Amy pulling her mouth from her juicy pussy before Brian’s cock was sliding inside. Amy was quick to vacate the danger zone of probing cocks.There was no finesse. Melissa moaned again and again as Brian thrust into her, slowly at first, before speeding up. His cock travelled its full length inwards and outwards and it wasn’t long before.