My legs are shaking, I am dancing on my toes. Ashley and I are bumping, grinding into each other each time we feel the lash. I can feel Ashley's warm breath on my face as she cries out and her nipples are lightly rubbing against mine.

I can smell my juices on her face. I don't think the old man cleaned us off enough. It makes me want to lean forward and swipe my tongue along her cheek. The sounds, the smells, the feel of the whip and of Ashley bumping and surging against me is making my pussy wet again. I know it's just a matter of time before I cum.