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He turned her over and pulling both of her arms behind her…used the whip on her ass, until no fabric covered the angry red welts; fueling an obvious machine, bent on getting satisfaction. She was in the throes of passion and was nearing a blinding orgasm. He had been gone too long! She then cracked her whip, and with visible effort he rose slowly, peering cautiously at first the leather booted feet; then the shapely legs, lean stomach and firm breasts….all encased in ultra tight leather…looking as though she had been poured into it. he wondered briefully, as the pleasure center in his brain took hold. He didn’t make a move, so she tore off his shirt, and was reminded why he was her favorite client.
