Then he takes the riding crop and begins to work his magic on her tits and pussy once again. Smacking her harder with the crop than he had done with t...he flogger, making her tits and pussy a very nice shade of red before he stops. When he looks at her face, he can see that there are tears welling in her eyes. He tells her, oh did I get a little rough with that body of mine. When she shakes her head yes, he just smiles wickedly and says good, that will teach you to forget about me like you did. .. easily escaped, more there as a symbol of bondage and trust than as a real restraint.“Oh, and pray tell, Miss, what plans do you have for your captive?” Abel laughed, but Christina put her finger to his lips.“Do I have to gag you, dear? Okay, how about this for a gag? You liked the smell so much earlier, after all, my love,” Mrs. Montini taunted Abel as she gagged him with her panties.Once Abel was bound and gagged, Christina brought out her accessories, starting with a razor and shaving. He'd already exhausted the wealth of information that he wanted from the young redhead and was ready to move on to other things."What I'm doing will make us both famous!" he retorted."Hah!" Helen turned from the counter where she'd been mixing herself a drink. "What do I care if we're famous or not? What I want is a husband!" What am I?" Adam realized as soon as he said it that he ought not to have. With a moan, he kicked off his shoes and wiggled his toes inside his socks. Worrying about his. Naturally the fellows made tons of sexual innuendoes. After winning a particular large hand, Peter held up my hand and gave it a small kiss like you see English gentlemen do on old TV movies. I have small hands with long red nails. When Peter kissed my hand, Al gave him a dirty look followed by Frank shouting to Peter, "Just kiss it, don't lick it!".Naturally Peter answered back that he would gladly lick my hand, plus a lot more. I blushed red and everybody was laughing again. Tim asked his dad.