I dip my fingers in it and smear some onto both my cheeks.“There, now we are blood – sisters.”Despite the cloth in her mouth she grins and snort..., staining her breasts with a few bright spots of blood.“Now hold still blood sister, I want to ensure that your cheekbones are unbroken.” She shuts her beautiful eyes as I press my fingers into her face just below them. Luckily her cheekbones seem to be intact. I proceed to examine the rest of her head. She is bruised and bloodied, her hair is torn. You didn't think I would do anything like this permanently and humiliate you, do you?"She nodded her head as a new round of tears fell, "After everything I did to you, yes because I know I deserved it." Yes, you did deserve it. But we both know this all has to end. This is me ending it on my end. Do you promise me it has stopped on your end?" Again she pulled herself into burying her head into my neck as she nodded. "OK then. Go upstairs and take care of yourself." She gave me a deep hard kiss. They made small talk and she loved how his beautiful eyes watched her body and how his succulent lips moved with each word. She could imagine how good his lips would feel sucking on her hard nipples and erect clit. She got hotter and wetter just thinking about it. She was enjoying the conversation but she wanted to know how much he was packing. So without hesitation she leaned in on him as if to kiss him and reached down and grabbed his dick. She smiled at the width and girth of his member. He. She lay there, her legs spread, and he could see their mixed juices seeping from her. He reached out and stroked her leg softly. ‘I…I’m all fucked out,’ she said. ‘I don’t think I could fuck again if you held a knife to my throat.’ ‘I’m glad,’ he said, ‘I couldn’t get it up again with a jack.’ Samantha crawled across the sofa, slid up his body, and her arms went around his neck. She began planting soft kisses all over his face. ‘Finally!’ she said, ‘I finally found someone who really knows how.