One of the best things I’ve done in my life,” John said sincerely.Calara rose from her chair, and John enfolded her in his arms protectively. They... stood for a long while and he held her reassuringly as she leaned against him, stroking her lustrous brown hair comfortingly.“I’m sorry,” the lovely brunette apologised, as she wiped a few rogue tears from her eyes, feeling embarrassed.“You have nothing to apologise for, honey. Let’s talk about something less painful instead,” he suggested. I turned on a flashlight and looked for the "Lights Out" telephone number, then picked up the phone. I held the receiver to my ear, heard the dial tone, and started to call the electric company.BANG! Lightning struck the line and a ball of lightning shot out of the telephone and flashed across the bedroom! The blast knocked me back on the bed and everything went black.I must have died because when I woke up, I was standing in the bedroom of my childhood home. Was this heaven? Would I spend. They arranged to meet the next day and spend a bit of time together.11.00 the next day they met up, went through the local market looking at the stalls, then on past an "Age Concern" antique shop. They wandered in, Sandra said " Oh look at that!" It was a martinet whip! She picked it up, it had about 12 thin strands of leather, 20" long leading from a leather covered wooden handle. " Bit kinky, are we?" asked Mike! " Just a bit Darling!" replied Sandra, who paid £3.00 for the whip, " Come on,. He grips my hair again and pulls me off His cock, straining my head back.?Good slut.? I stare up at Him eyes watering, and He presses the fingers of his other hand into the back of my throat gagging me again. Then pulls them out and slaps me lightly across the face leaving my own saliva sticking to my cheek. I lick my lips and swallow. My throat a little sore from the last few days spent with Him. He pulls my hair all the way so my face it straight up. ?Open, and tongue out baby doll.? He.