In addition, the instructive finger of the left pyki entered between the right lips in the most curved neck. Finger in one movement fit into flaming bowels. Little Anne already closed her eyes completely and even more had her mouth.

Claire’s glance at me read the pride of the victor. The ease with which her finger was inserted, testified that the girl is wet, excited, ready for love.

“Now you see,” Clare told me, “what she used to be: when she needs to be beaten, she prepares for orgasm.” The whole question in dressing is like y dogs! It was enough to caress her more often in this position; standing like this, she already cannot cope with her desire for pleasure ... Isn't it right, girl?

Without tearing off the pyki from the inside bends of the femurs, Clare with the right pyky inflicted a strong ydap lash on the buttocks. The dexterity with which she handled the lash, testified to a long ypazhennyah. The girl shrank; Pyky her self chyt opystilis. However, she immediately raised them again. Clap ydapila still raz.

“Look at Jean,” she told the girl. - This is his claim I punish you. Ann raised her eyelids and opened her eyes wide to better deal with the pain. She also tried to keep her mouth open. To beat harder and with less tension, Claire took pyky from her girlfriend's groin. The blows, now more accurate, rhythmically fell on the buttocks. Every time when the whip was exhausted, Ann made a plaintive sound, oh pain, reminiscent of a love moan. Clare continued to beat faster and faster. Everyday the victims followed the same rhythm: oh ... oh ... oh ... oh ... When there was no strength left to bear the pain, she dropped her body all the way to the floor and fell on her heels ...

Claire has repaired ydara. The girl screamed, straightened up and again put on her knees with the pykami raised above her head.

“Probably, it’s better to tie her up,” I suggested.

“Well, if you want to,” Clare replied.

Little Ann cried softly. Teardrops appeared in the corners of his eyes and rolled down his deflated cheeks. Her now and then tried to cheer. She tried sobbing as quietly as possible. Standing on her knees on a thin carpet, straightened in the back, with stretched thighs and elongated upper legs, she did not even dare to wipe her tears, and they slowly ran down her cheeks. We have been discussing it for a long time. And it was little Ann who came out again - this time behind a sparkling metal chain. Her poor buttocks with the addition of a red hue began to look even more dangerous. As soon as she returned to the living room, Claire, who had already risen from her arm, told her to drop down on her knees and declared that she did not complete the task quickly enough. With one piece, she connected the wrists of the victim behind her back, while another friend slapped her four or five slaps. The girl began to cry even more desperately. Not paying the slightest attention to it, Claire whipped her to crawl to me from one corner to the other. Here she clasped her ankles and wrists. Chains consisted of a chain of chrome-plated metal and with one side ended in a large ring, and with a friend - a half-closed hook. It was enough to pass the hook into the ring, so that the chain formed a loop around the lower part of the body, and then twisted several times to connect it at a fixed point; Kryuchok clung to the ring, which turned out to be at the same height. It was a fast and convenient system. After a few seconds, both girls looked like they were attached to the armrests of my arm, the armrests, which, for this purpose, did not form a single whole with the seat. The ankles were linked together, so that one step was now resting on the other, repeating a wonderful pose on a photo and not letting the thighs connect.

Thus, the girl was forced to bend forward, her chest was between my knees, and the bright head lay in her exposed palms. I gently stroked her wet face with tears, my fingers slid down my neck, across my shoulders, along my shoulders to the armpits ... I asked Claire to continue punishment.However, the young woman responded to the new ydapas, which came along the cuddling buttocks, only with weak shocks. At this moment, Claire seemed to be enough to see the powerlessness of the arms. She beat more casual, more demanding, almost gently ...

I took a soft little mouth in my palm and made little Ann turn her face to me. I leaned over her pty and kissed her. Her lips have become softer under my touch. I stood up for a moment and said, clutching my palms on my neck:

- Kiss me as follows, girl.

I approached her mouth. The lateral lips and the small tongue moved sweetly under my kiss, while the yards of the leather whip on the bare skin became slightly shorter. Having conceived the submissive nape to my thighs, I discovered that Clair had pulled a puff towards us and now is sitting on it, having tucked one leg underneath. Scourge she vypystila. Her right pyka gently caressed two strongly grown lobules, beautifully visible to me super.

Experienced pyka approached in the rear from behind and again ponzila crack. I heard Claw mutter:

“She is completely wet, sweet, small ...” And after that: “real sea ...” Without trying to find the hole, she stuck her thumb in it, pulled it in, put it in again. Ann burst out. Her groans became protracted and more desperate as the caress repeated, and pyka penetrated and slipped between her lap.

From my seat, I could not follow the movement of my fingers with perfect clarity, but the young woman’s exclamations, which were made ever louder, spoke of the happy outcome of the enterprise. As for me, at first I was pleased with the game with a wet mouth and the tips of the lips, watching the rhythmic movements up and down of the beautiful buttocks.

However, it soon came to my mind that Claire is not aware of what she is throwing her podgygy by offering me this position. I quickly removed the penis and brought it down to the inclined faces of the captive.

That same time she returned, but Ustipila and readily wounded her lips. Undoubtedly, she shared the same and earlier. I put the palm of the girl on the back of my head, in order to lightly push the pliant movement of her head. After reading that soon the girl receives the fruit of her efforts, I called Claire:

- Seki her seki her!

Claire, deviating at the pooh, on which her knee rested, tried to prickly at the fettered girl, aiming her blows at the most tender places, wringing her knees and groin, which caused the unfortunate delightfully convulsive waking. So that it doesn’t bother me, I firmly, with both hands, grabbed the bright head, then pushing it away, then forcing it to move up and down, then stop, trying only with my own desire.