He must be close, she thought, as his member sank deep, and his lips returned to her cunt.She was feeling a sharp little climax coming, and sucked har...d on the pulsing flesh inside her mouth. She let her head rest on the pillow as his hips pistoned his cock down her throat. He was learning, though. She felt his rythym less frantic, and his sucking at her clit was concentrated. He's trying to make me cum with him, she thought. She concentrated on her cuntal thrills, and the stinging pleasure. But shewas okay with touching me. Her hand snuck into the front of the robe andfound my nipples, which she diddled. It was kind of stupid, like she wasthe guy and I was the girl, but it also felt incredibly nice. I got astiffy right away. Except that she wanted for us to be close withouthaving sex, which doesn't make a lot of sense. So she put on a bunch ofgirl shows that I wouldn't have watched otherwise, and kept me hard, andthen sent me home in those stupid panties, which I slept in. Over two feet long, it was flexible and would bite nicely. “This is usually used on the female’s buttocks for discipline, but I think in your case, I’ll use it on your pussy.”She had only seen things like this, but never expected to have it used on her. Especially on her pussy. Brandy didn’t know how she would stand it. “Please, Michael,” she begged.“No need to beg, Brandy. I would be glad to use it on your pussy.” He knew she was begging him not to use it, but he wouldn’t stop until she was. They did a quick survey about fifty years ago, to see if enough new things had developed to make it worth another visit, and got the shock of their long but boring lives. They were preparing to launch the biggest dramatic event of their history when spies belonging to the 'authorities' reported it to their bosses. I named them the Borgias because they are the most manipulative, poisonous species you can imagine."Your hosts, the Rothschilds, are semi-innocent bystanders in this war, mostly.