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Kirsty stood clinging to Jake as he held her tightly. She was sobbing, her tears soaking his chest, following six strokes of the cane. Jake had made her strip completely when he came back into the kitchen, before making her lie across the kitchen table. He had told her that it would hurt and warned her what was coming, but she still submitted to him. He offered her the chance to use a safe word, but she just shook her head, kissed him, and told him to do his worst.That was how she wanted it. He had stopped after three; she was already sobbing profusely by then, and her bottom was getting very red, but she told him to give her the six. Jake obliged.He held her for a while, kissing her intermittently, as her tears subsided. Then he took her into the lounge. The settee was a brown leather one, it was cool to the touch and offered her comfort. He poured her a drink, and she clung to him as sipped from her glass. He apologised for taking it too far, but she would have none of it.She shook her head. “No, it was what I wanted, what I needed,” she told him.Jake couldn’t understand. There was a married woman in the past who enjoyed kocaeli escort taking a severe caning from him, in much the same way. He never understood her either.“I suppose you think I am mad, sick even?”“Not at all,” he responded, kissing her forehead.“I… I can’t explain… you just bring things like that out me. Things lying dormant, things I never realised were in me.”He kissed her again. This time she turned to him. “Whatever happens, I always want you in my life. I need you in my life. I love Alan and he loves me, I’m sure, but you… we are soul mates.”Jake didn’t know what to say.“Sorry, I’m getting too heavy on you, aren’t I? Sorry.”He kissed her. “Don’t worry about it. This is a very emotional time for you… baby making and all that. Anyway, I’m going nowhere for the next while. I’m happy where I’m at, and I want to be a father too. It’s no longer all about the cuckolding aspect of it, as enjoyable as it is. I want to have a child with you.”She kissed him. “Thank you.”“So, let’s just take it slowly, shall we?” he told her. “The first thing to do is to get you pregnant, and we’ll take things from there.”“Agreed. darıca escort You need to get me pregnant first. Get me up the duff,” she said as she stood up and grabbed his hand. “Take me to bed and show me what you are made of!” They awoke about eight the next morning. Sunlight streaming through a gap in the curtains. Kirsty clung to him with one hand gently stroking his erection. Jake lay on his back, still, and enjoying the heat of her body, and the attention of her hand.“How does your bum feel?”She smiled and looked up at him. “Still a bit sore, but I’ll live.”Jake laughed. “Maybe I should spray some cream on it?”“Cream?”“Cum!”She kissed him. “That would be a waste,” she said as she got up to straddle him. “I can find a better use for it.”Jake let her have her way with him. She sank down on his erection and started to fuck him. He reached up and held her breasts, bouncing up and down with her movements. He held them still as he stroked her nipples. He let her continue for a few minutes, she was tiring but he was still far from cumming.“On your back, fuck-slut,” he told her.She gölcük escort lifted off him and lay on her back with legs open wide. Jake finished the job off in a couple of minutes. They had already planned to walk one of the many surrounding trails that Sunday, so they showered and dressed. He watched her dress. They were getting comfortable as a couple now. Usually, they would be dressing and going their separate ways, but it was like living together now, even if it were only for a week.Kirsty caught him looking. “What’s wrong?”He shook his head. “Nothing, I’m just enjoying getting used to seeing your body.”She smiled and walked over and kissed him. “It’s your body, not mine. Yours to do with as you wish.”He felt his cock stirring again. He gave her bottom a playful slap. “Come on, lass, get to the scullery and get my breakfast.”She gave a mock curtsey. “Yes, my lord. Whatever you say, my lord.” An hour later they were ready. They had chosen a walk that was just under a seven-mile round trip. Jake had done it with Jenny the year before and Kirsty did it with Alan a couple of months before them. So, with backpacks on and walking sticks in hand, they set off. Kirsty strode ahead, leading the way. Jake didn’t mind. She had a nice bottom, trousers were tight, and he was already thinking ahead to when they would find a suitable place to stop. He intended fucking her, out in the wild.
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