Mastering Charlotte のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

MichaelBorje looks more cheerful now. "I know you can colour up better than that, Charlotte." And he slaps her again, harder this time, but still well within what she likes. She yelps, squirming, but the sound has a playful edge. She's enjoying it too."Borje, use the crop," says Kris, passing it back to him.Borje' smile fades. "I've never used one of these things." He takes the crop reluctantly. "I don't want to really hurt her."There's grit in Kris' tone. "So, you can learn....".... Alarm bells begin to ring in my head. I exchange glances with James, who is also frowning.Borje passes the crop over Charlotte, the lip tracing a soft line over the top of her thighs. She shudders, and her perfume rises in a warm cloud."No. Harder," insists Kris.Borje brings the crop down on her again; with more force this time. She gasps, her head stretching upwards, mouth open, panting. I'm seriously alarmed now at the direction this is taking. I step forward, but James reaches ou

MichaelCharlotte's still giggling at her joke, having managed to drag me into the pool. I thought she'd come out in some micro-bikini, but in fact, she's rather sensibly dressed in shorts and a top."No bikini?""I have to be careful in the sun. I don't go uncovered too much," she says, rubbing sun-block into her pale skin........ Sensible girl....And to me, my pale-skinned, Celtic redhead, looks far more interesting than any number of over-tanned beach blondes.... although it occurs to me that I may well be an over-tanned beach blond myself in short order..... That top she's wearing is a bit thin...."Here, let me do your back. The sun will get through that wrap." She passes me the tube. It's the stuff they sell for small children."Factor 30? You're not aiming for a tan then?""I don't tan. I'm a red-head.".... Even more sensible.... nice to know you're looking after yourself....Then as I rub in the cream over her back and slip fingers down inside the top

JamesI move deliberately slowly, letting her see where I am heading, letting anticipation work its magic. Even before I lap at her pussy lips, her head is flinging back, pressing hard against Michael's chest. His eyes and smile serene, he holds her carefully, supporting her in the water; allowing her to enjoy the pool experience without any risk of her face dropping below the surface.As I draw my tongue through her folds she's oddly tasteless. Normally I enjoy the citrussy tang of her juices. Right now, all I can taste is a touch of chlorine. Nonetheless, her pussy and folds are warm against my lips and tongue, swelling rapidly; and Charlotte is wriggling and writhing in Michael's grasp, her weight shifting over my shoulders with the movement.She not just reacting to me, but bucking and jerking in response to something that seems unrelated to anything I'm doing. My mouth open over her clit as I enjoy her, rolling my eyes up, Michael, his face close by hers, is murmuring someth

MichaelThe carpet is deep and thick, so there's no harm done, but the fall jolts me, leaving me gasping and trying to suck air back into my lungs. She breaks free, scrambling away from me, but I recover in time to catch her by the ankle.There's no way she can resist. She's on her hands and knees, scrabbling for purchase, but there's none to be had. Inexorably, I tow her back, then for good measure, lie on top of her, trapping her with my body.She's all but naked in her tiny bikini........ but not naked enough........ I'm gonna fuck you 'til you scream for mercy....She's staring up at me as though she can't believe what I'm doing. She's sweating, her skin gleaming with perspiration, but more than that, she smells of arousal and sheer lust. Her eyes are wild, her expression almost ferocious....What the hell's going through your head…?.... but the way she's looking at me....I recognise that expression and it's normally turned on James........ and my balls tig

MichaelHer nipple is there and waiting, a tempting target.... I hover over it with the clamp, making her wait, drawing out the anticipation........ How much can she take?.... How much does she want?.... Go for it....I snap the thing into place, hard. She shrieks, and then again, as I squeeze, ease off, squeeze, ease off in a pulsing rhythm which I'm hoping is mirrored by her cunt.Charlotte is oblivious to anything but the pain I'm gifting her. But glancing across, James is shifting, looking restless........ Think he needs a bit of relief...."James, I'm nothing like done here yet, but do you want to suck her out for a bit?" I ask. "I think you'd enjoy that, while I make her squeal."Her eyes fling wide and her head snaps to one side, where James shifts so that she can see him properly."Master! I didn't see you there." Her voice judders and gasps."You were busy. Michael saw me, though." His tone is lazy, but his mouth puckers and there's a gleam in his eye