She could hear John begging to do better and then his laugh yells of pain. The woman must be hitting him with the whip as she had done earlier with h...er. She didn?t dare slow her licking with the thought of more of that.She felt a presence to her side and knew the other black woman must have gotten up and was now squatting back her side. She felt her large hands gripping her boob in each and then a sharp pull on one of them downwards as she yelled in the cunt on her face.?I?m going to milk. We sat in my car wearing just our pantyhose and shoes, a few minutes later a car pulled in and Dave and Mandy got out. We got out of the car and told them what we were going to do. We then set off into the park and down the path into the woods, our hard cocks straining at the front of our pantyhose, the nylon rubbing on our cocks with every step and the slight breeze blowing gently on the nylon making it feel even nicer. We made it into the little clearing without meeting anybody and while Dave. So far that your breasts strain against the flimsy piece of lingerie that you chose to wore tonight... chose because you know how it pleases me. Pleases me, indeed, to see your bright pink nipples push out against the cups, almost as if they would poke a hole right through the fabric.I'm on the bed now, admiring your bondage up close. You stumble a bit as I kneel down behind you, but my hands come up and hold you at the shoulders. Your skin feels so warm... but I'm sure that those are goose. She looked down at my crotch to see if there was any evidence. I saw a little grin develop. She swatted me and said, "Better not be late catching your plane."The whole 2 weeks I was gone, I found it difficult to concentrate. I kept thinking about what she might be doing. Here she was looking up "female masturbation" online. I didn't know what it would lead to. And ... I was getting aroused. I got home on a Saturday. There was a host of messages on my voice mail. I was only interestedin the last.