My c**k felt as though it was going to explode in anticipation, she tells a hell of a story, and I, like her, wanted to know what happened next.
“I said hands on the table you miserable horny little brat!”
I had forgotten and automatically reached up to scratch my itching nose, her tone bucked no dispute and my palm slapped against the desk instantly, then she continued, ignoring me I think, remembering every tiny detail and regaling them all to me as I listened in awe to her.
“The first stroke of the whip came so fast that I almost missed it! Daddy whipped his arm out and back, the five leather tails each extended out straight behind him, then streaked forward driven by his arm, wrapping around her proffered butt, carving a path along and into her tender flesh until the final kiss of t
