<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Pairing:</span></span></b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"> Simon<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main House<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Victoria<br/>
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Simon had seen that flinch, felt it, when he had slapped her ass. The riding crop only seemed to add to her enjoyment. He got the impression she liked things rough, with how she had acted with him so far. But now, now he had her bound and completely at his mercy. He could leave her like that indefinitely, using her at his whim. He could see her arousal, her puffy pink lips wet with it, even as small red marks started to populate her ass cheeks.<br/>
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He slapped her ass with it again, then rubbed the tip of it between her legs, smearing some of her arousal on it. Then he lightly tapped her pussy with the leather - not nearly as hard as on her ass - having seen some of the more extreme porn when he and his wife had been browsing such sites for learning about swingers. They had found a whole section on BDSM and Master/Slave type of 'roleplay' between partners. Both had agreed it wasn't for them, too extreme, but Simon was starting to see how it could be pleasurable. He doubted Cassie would ever let him tie her up though.<br/>
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"I think you do like that." He remarks, slapping her ass again, then her pussy - a little harder this time. "You're so wet too..." He rubbed the riding crop over her lips once more. He rubbed his hand over her reddening ass, trailing his fingers over her puckered passage - an off limits site with his wife - before letting his fingers part her pussy lips, smearing them with her juices. Then he leaned down, pressing his mouth to her pussy.</span><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">His wife rarely went down on him so he rarely went down on her. His cock and fingers were about the only thing to get involved with her pussy but today he couldn't resist the urge to taste her. He plunged his tongue among her folds, lapping up and down the length of her slit. Her taste was tangy, different yet similar to his wife - the few times he had actually tasted her - and he pressed his tongue against her opening a few times, experimenting with different movements of his tongue.</span></span>