I had only been there once, but I knew they had the real thing. I had also wondered how many of these crops, whips were actually used on horses, and h...ow many on ... a different kind of chattels.I browsed around the shop, and, under the pretext of making a wall decoration, bought a springy crop, a long bullwhip and a flat leather strap, of the type favored by the Argentinean Gauchos. On impulse I also bought a number of leather thongs. "For the frame" I said, although I do not think the salesman. ” was my response. As we got into the bedroom. Tim blushed and said, “I have another request. I want you to spank me while I'm fucking Sylvia.” Hmmm....another first for me. Tim and Sylvia got on the bed. Sylvia sucked Tim for a while, then he licked her pussy again and she had another strong orgasm. The showed me the lube and condoms. “Don't worry said Sylvia, I've fucked him up the ass lots of times.”Tim started fucking Sylvia. They screwed for a few minutes and I played with Sylvia's nipples. The big blonde Paul Bunyan look-alike had at least twenty different ingredients, to make god-knew what, lined up on the counter. He was wearing an apron that said ‘Kiss the cook’ and was humming a Spice Girls song? ‘If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give…’ screeched the baritone, striving to be a soprano. Yep, that was the Spice Girls. He has good taste, she mused. ‘What are you doing, Marc?’ Manolito loved his brother, really he did, but he didn’t want Marc around when all he wanted. And as I move down again I push my middle finger slightly inside you, just feeling your warm wetness makes me hard and happy. I pull your slippery juices up to your clit and feel you tense up and hear your breathing get deeper...letting out another moan, this time a little louder. I can hear you squeezing your pillow hard. My fingers go back for more and this time I rub it all over your pussy lips. Mmmm...yaah.... I love the sounds you make...so fucking sexy, Angel. I spread your slick pussy.