She likes to rub her cunt and her swollen clit while being whipped with a riding crop. For a woman who is often reluctant to submit that way, she has ...found she gets incredibly aroused being whipped.After a couple dozen lashes on her ass and at least half a dozen on her breasts (they have grown now from a 34E - that's a 34 DDD in the US, to a 34F or 34G depending on the style of bra), her cunt is sopping wet.Before I even get a chance to fuck her cunt or ass, she has taken my prick into her. Well now I was totally rock hard and begging her to tell me everything. Finally she said, OK, well I think that when you are gone these next few days, I am going to flirt with this guy I met a couple of weeks ago. I literally almost came before she finished the sentence. After prodding her for what seemed like hours (as she was still playing with my balls) she finally explained what was going on. We have this bookstore/café, in our town, and Anne Marie often goes during the week to read a. If I wasn't married..." That's enough. Thanks." She started to the ladies room, then turned, "If I wasn't married I'd show you what it's like to have a woman my size."Beau was now in extreme pain, and I almost ran to the men's room and back to the table and the safety of Linda. She must have seen the distressed look on my face and signaled to the waiter to bring me a brandy. "Still after you," she whispered."Well yes and no." Poor Stevie. Do I have to get you some suppressants for that. A wolf to her vixen. As she rounds the trunk, calling, he catches her by the waist and takes her mouth, treacherously gentle. She responds in kind, glad to be forgiven, opening her soft lips to receive his searching tongue, contrite. Instead of putting his arms about her, he holds her hands in his, first down by her sides, then gradually lifting them. Kissing her sweetly, kindly, deceptively. When her arms are stretched above her head and her breasts are lifted too, eager nipples hardening.