"Kiss, girls," said the talker. "You're going to kiss each other's mouth-lips while we have our first ride in your booties; then you're going to kiss each other's puss-lips while we have our second."
We kissed, tentatively, both of us apprehensive about what our backsides were about to undergo.
"Not like that, girls!" I heard a high swish, and screamed as I felt something fiery cut my right bottom-cheek. I heard the sound again, and now Sarah was screaming too. I tried to look behind me, and caught a glimpse of the silent one wielding some kind of leather lash, but then the other said, "Don't try to look behind you, girl!" and the lash struck me again, on the other bottom-cheek, and I cried out and put my face down.Feeling depraved? Buy the Omnibus on Amazon!
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