He was smiling. I didn’t struggle as the men tied me over the bar. There was silence from the crowd as my legs were spread wide and my backside and open pussy were on display for all to see. asian Some of the crowd must have realised that student I was turned-on. My bullet like nipples and soaking pussy must have given the game away – to those who knew what those things mean. I did jump a bit as the whip was cracked in the air, but I wasn’t really prepared for the pain as the first stroke landed. It was worse than anything that Jon had given me. I didn’t scream, but I did grunt a bit. As the second and third landed I was getting used to the pain, and I could feel that familiar feeling in my lower belly. By the time the fifth landed I was getting the first hint of coming orgasm and was feeling very frustrated when I realised that it was the fifth stroke. Just when I thought that it was all over (I’d forgotten that I was getting 10 lashes) and that I wasn’t going have my frustrations relieved, a sixth stroke landed. It was then that I realised that I could move my backside a bit and I started moving it from side to side and back and forward. Not much, only about an inch or so, but the pressure that the bar was putting on my belly just above my pubic bone was nice. During the next 2 strokes my climax increased, and on the ninth stroke I came. It was a loud orgasm as well. I was shouting, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming” thinking that no one would be able to understand what I was saying. I’m sure that I felt my juices shooting out of my pussy. I think that my moving a bit caused the tenth stroke to land slightly away from the rest (which had accurately places across both cheeks of my ass), maybe the man moved, who knows, but the last stroke got my left cheek and then wrapped round to my pussy. That made my orgasm, which was just starting to subside, intensify. I was in heaven. The tenth stroke was the last one and the bucket of water felt good as well. The policemen carried me back to my original ‘U’ and tied me up again. I don’t think I could have walked. One of the policemen said something else to the crowd and then all the policemen left. I was still on japanese a bit of a high and not really feeling the pain when Abdul came up to me and said, “You enjoyed that didn’t you?” I didn’t reply so after a minute or so he said, “I’ll be back for you at dusk.” The afternoon wasn’t like the morning, there were a lot more people around, and they were wandering around and even touching us. The girl had come round and was sobbing again. The lad wasn’t looking too good either. Some of the men (and boys) prodded and poked my breasts and pussy. One of the cheeky sods actually put a finger into me and moved it round in me. I didn’t see them do that to the young girl, but a couple girls went and had a close japan look at the lad. Quite a few people (male and female) had a close look at my lack of pubic hair and little gold rings. I guess that there weren’t many (if any) women in Morocco that are like me. The afternoon was hot and I was grateful for the drinks of water that the policemen gave us. Although it was hot, the sun wasn’t on us (me) much. I was quite close to a building and got shaded by it. When dusk finally arrived the policemen came back and so did what looked like the 2 sets of parents. The girl and lad were untied and then dragged away – still naked. The policemen cut me down, bound my wrists and ankles, and tied me to one of the uprights. They then just left me there to wait for Abdul to arrive. It was getting dark and the policemen had gone. They were no longer interested in me, but a group of 4 young lads were. Once the policemen had girl long gone the lads came up to me. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but it was obvious that they were talking about me and my body. But here’s a thought for you to japanese think about. soreness disappears quicker down there. Mr. Kase lives in a very nice part asian of town. She broke the kiss, moaning, “Oh, you're going to breed those japan three girls out there in the living room!” I have some special things being delivered student tomorrow that I think you might enjoy. A few fast strokes… just right… there… and she came again. I mean, with your husband...you know..." Jessie is now attending college. I flopped down on .my bed and wondered how I could get across to Andrea that our sexual games should not become public knowledge. He sent me for some ice creams and switched the vibe on while I was getting served. As long as you impressed Dr Sonya, you got to work on whatever interested you. Chinese men may be able to ignore the fact that their female work colleagues are naked but English men would find it a big distraction.” My pussy clenched, the heat building and building in me. I was so excited for this. “Why so morose?” Prestira asked, stepping beside me, “We’ll see them in a week.” The carnal interest in my daughter that had been slowly growing through the evening broke free of girl weakened moral restraints and warmed my balls. I'm hot as hell but I'm okay. I promise. That turned out to be a convenient plan when it was obvious that Mr. Parker had told his son, Denny, what a great fuck I was and that made his son horny for his turn. She never had friends outside of Tonya. We hugged and kissed good-bye in a way that seemed more meaningful.