Proceed."She quirked her mouth at me. I was so turned on, my body felt on fire. I was covered in a light sweat.She put her cool, cool hand on my shoul...der proprietorially. She was in charge."Okay, Dan, you're about to receive six strokes of the cane. Your safeword is 'mercy'. Please repeat that." Mercy, Miss Fleur," I croaked through a dry throat."If you say your safeword, I'll stop immediately. Otherwise, I'm going to whack your - very - naughty - bottom," she punctuated those last three words. I had never had one of these before, i slurp mine down and it was just fucking disgusting. i try to hide my amateur whiskey face. krista is proudly boasting to everyone how theyre absolutely loaded with southern comfort. teresa said she didnt like the taste of hers so she tried to give it to me. i teased her about it a bit. "ohhh no, no. i had to eat mine, now you eat yours" i told her. she tried to get me to take it again and again i told her i didnt want it. "take one with me then!" she. . As I step on the lawn, the cold night air passes though my thin suit pants, sharply turning my precum soaked underwear bitterly cold. It’s like an ice cube has been dropped inside them and it’s quite uncomfortable, and I make an adjustment to move my cock away from the wetness. It’s a stark reminder of how incredibly turned on I must have been, and my mind briefly casts back to the ride home. Elizabeth approaches the front door, and in the dim light of a distant street lamp, I can see, and. He built her up as high as he could this way, wanting to give her an orgasm so big she’d all but collapse back into the water. She was shouting out now, both from the pain of the stinging blows and the incredible pleasure of it, and her knees had weakened so that she was all but on all fours, half out of the tub, leaning her weight back onto his face. With one final and continuous shout she was at last allowed to cum, and she fell forward, shaking, pulling away from his face to escape the.