It’s time anyway.” I took a deep breath and got up, trying to control my shaky knees. “Are you wearing the naughty stuff underneath too?” Joan...na whispered into my ear, putting a lot of emphasis on the word “naughty”. “Joanna!” I hissed. I had, in a moment of boozed honesty, confessed that I had bought crotchless white lace panties with matching halters, a half-cup bra and pretty white bows with soft clamps to wear under my wedding dress. I really wanted to give Andrew a nice surprise on our. With a finger from her free hand she poked the string and broke the connection, then sucked the wet finger between her lips. She savoured that first salty twang then leaned forward and licked at the small pool on his belly. The Slave thrust his hips upwards, trying to jack himself in her grip. She let go and swatted his cock, making him grunt.“Stop it,” she commanded. “Lie still and do not move. I decide when you receive pleasure.”He lay still. She waited a moment then, satisfied that he was. She – I have never touched it except while bathing or washing after pissing. How do you know about fucking? It's natural to for girl of my age. I know about bees and beasts.Me – why don't know about masturbation that is about playing with vagina by yourself.She - I am not aware of it do other girls do it? Even none of my friends have ever mentioned about it.Me – do you discuss about sex.She – not very often but surely, we discuss about it and even some of friends have had experience of. He skirted around her pubis and rubbed the crop against her inner thighs. Then suddenly he flicked his wrist and slapped the crop against her thigh making her cry out. It was more out of surprise than pain though the crop did create a definitely sting. He smiled knowingly – she did not detect any cruelty in it, which gave her some comfort. She felt the crop slowly run up her thigh and he nestled it against her slit, rubbing it back and forth with the polished leather rubbing against her aching.