He pushed in slowly, his saliva-lubricant providing little but not enough slickness to enter completely. The tip of his cock slipped inside, but frict...ion stopped it there. Adrian drew back, then pushed gently again, reaching down to rub her pussy lips as he did so. She moaned softly.When he pushed this time, slick moisture greeted him. Again, not enough, but getting there. He pulled back, then pushed in. More moisture; then that slick, tight pulling. His entire head slipped inside.Adrian. " Maybe, it only stole the shirt to make us think it's from Gotham instead of the zoo." I don't know... though it doesn't look the least honest." Mrs. I-Lost-Track-of-Who's-Who's steps up to look closer. "Maybe it is from the zoo. Where else would a penguin come from?" Katie McN's underwear drawer!" Why'd you say that?" I panicked. Besides something has to come from there. There's certainly no underwear in it." Still, I don't trust it. It might be hatching plots." Ooooo! That'd be bad;. I noticed that the last 12-15 inches hung downward when the whip was held upright. the far end of the lash was comprised of 4 or 5smaller pieces of leather. To "silly little" me it looked like the petals of a little flower on the end of the lash."Hmmmmmm???" I uttered "Can you tell me a little about this particular piece." It would be my pleasure." he said with a smile. "This is what you call a Carriage or Buggy whip. Unlike the larger Bull Whip it consists of a longer stiffer handle which can. Darren wasn't sure what was going on, but he promised he wouldn't give up on her. Cassie seemed to be a good influence on her. He wasn't sure what she'd said two weeks ago, but it sure brought Stephanie around. So there he sat in his cubicle, staring at the writing on the envelope. Finally, it was 2:05pm. He wondered what was significant about 2pm.He shrugged and tore the envelope open. "Go to the Orangetree Resort. There will be a package at the front desk for you. Be there by 5. S"Darren had.