I did have to carry it up the last part. I have a Jeep but I never drive it. The moped's easier in town and I only live ten blocks from work. Aunt Dor...is always says she can walk faster than that thing runs. I like it because if it breaks down I can always carry it to work and fix it."Sandra was giggling like crazy as she looked at him then the moped."Sis, it's not funny. It is easy to fix and carry." It might be easier if you packed it in your lunch bucket. It's bigger than the bike is."This. It was only a matter of time until Haranga had that big cock buried in your husband's ass and was making him moan and wiggle and orgasm like the little bitch he now realizes that he is. I should tell you that similar things have happened to several of the white male safari guests on my trips, although most resisted the impulse longer than your little man did."Eric, meanwhile, had brewed a pot of tea, and after adding a local ingredient noted for its calming and relaxing effect, gave a cup to. "Now your punishment will begin", she said, "you will receive thirty whiplashes, you will thank me for each one, is that understood?" "Yes mistress", he answered. "If you do not hold through your punishment we will be over, understood?" "Yes mistress", he cried- the thought of her leaving was unbearable. She took the whip and lashed his ass- "one", she said loudly. "Thank you mistress", he answered. The second lash was stronger and more painful but he could stand it- "thank you mistress".. "Please stop, I'm losing my mind," she begged in a voice I didn't even recognize. I stay at her vaginal opening a moment longer, then moved away. When I did, I realized the muscles in my face as well as my tongue hurt. I was in mild pain, but I was proud of what I had done.The three of us sat around staring at one another. No one was quite sure what had happened, but we were not about to jinx it by discussing it. After what seemed like a long time, Helen said, "I don't have far to go, I think I.