??Let me try this other thing,? Celeste said, gesturing to the quirt hanging by its loop from her sister’s slim wrist.?It’s a quirt. It’s good ...on his back,? Mary said, handing it over.Celeste knew right off that the flexibility demanded a different handling. She installed it onto her wrist as she’d seen Mary had done, loved the idea that she could carry this around without having to grasp it constantly. Grabbing the handle, she turned and lashed the leather couch. It was a practice lash. . It’s done that intermittently for the past three days so I know damn well it’s not the mango I had with breakfast. I motor through another item on the agenda. Done.For some reason, a racing pulse has decided to keep the tummy flip company. I know only too well what it means. Another item. Done.Well, since things are going so smoothly, I’ll just take a peek.No. Don’t do it. Go to the next item.Another. Done.My hand starts to shake. I stabilize it over the mouse. On autopilot, it opens another. My fingers play, one slipping just into your ass, you quiver and stop for a moment then drive down hard on my cock and fingers.I can feel my cock inside you, with my finger. We fall back down to the bed as you ride me wildly, until just as you're cumming you sit straight up, straining my cock inside your pussy. I reach and touch your clit as you start to lean backwards and you cum. I can feel you pussy pulsate, squeezing my cock as you and I cum together. You fall forward to my chest and we lay. "The name is Tara, and I suggest you do a good job!" She said even firmer than before. I opened my mouth, and she shoved seven inches of that twelve inch monster into my mouth in one shot. "You don't choke. That's good. What if it's more than that?" she said, sliding another three inches into my mouth. There was some resistance until I opened my throat, and it passed on down where so many other cocks had been before. "Mmmmm a cocksucking whore" she murmured. Suddenly my throat was being.