I was pretty sure who this woman was that just climbed on. I could feel her thick muscular thighs squeezing my head. Her ass spread over me in such away as it was nice and meaty but still firm. She slid her pussy over my face back and forth as if to tease me. Then she opened her pussy lips and her slit covered me from my nose to the bottom of my chin. I immediately locked onto her clit with some rather vigorous sucking and surprised her in such a way that she rocked backwards and put one of her hands behind her on my swollen abdomen. I let out a yelp due to the excess pressure added to my enema retention.

She rocked forward and I reengaged her clit, this time with firm and steady sucking. I went deeper into her nether regions and was suddenly pulled up into her more. But suddenly crack! And crack again. My ass was the recipient of more abuse, this time from a nasty leather stranded whip. My wife had used this on me a time or two just because she liked the sound it made. Right now it was stinging with each strike and distracting my attempts to get the woman to come and get off of me. I had to work on her for what seemed an eternity. I heard my wife say, “ Is he doing a good job on you? If not, he is going to get some something harsher.” My rider was too busy moaning and rocking back and forth on me to care. I cared though, my ass was starting to feel like mush with each successive hit of the whip. Finally she started shuddering and moaning really loud saying, “Oh shit, Oh shit, come on, come on.” I think this went on for what seemed like minutes. I don’t know, at this point I was beyond redemption. My physical limitations had been met, almost. Luckily my rider had met her limitations with regard to an orgasm as she heaved a big sigh and slumped over to the side of me, gushing her pussy juices all over my face. Who was this super vixen riding my face? Well it had to Yvette! I knew Yvette from a Christmas party one year. My wife worked as an attending PA for a female OBY/GYN doctor. Yvette was the Supervisor of the OR nurses at the same hospital. They called Yvette the enforcer. She made all of the nurses toe the line when she was in charge in the OR. No fooling around, no horseplay, and funny jokes. But when things went south, like they sometimes did, she was the one you wanted there according to my wife. She knew what to do and could keep her cool. She was about 5’7” and had a very muscular build, with nice protruding tits, slightly square waist and ample ass. She was well proportioned and a very beautiful black beauty. She had been married once, but was now divorced. And if she was the woman who truly rode me, well I would have to say, I was the lucky one.