Ellen thinks for a second, then climbs on top of Jessica and starts to kiss her. Jessica coughs. "What are you doing?" she screams. "Something that mi...ht make you feel better." Ellen reaches down and starts playing with Jessica's clit. Jessica continues to fight but is soon overcome by the pleasure her friend is giving her. She grabs Ellen and sticks her tongue down her friend's throat. Ellen breaks away from the kiss and moves down to Jessica's trimmed blond cunt.Ellen gently licks Jessica's. As his head is lifted, he opens his eyes to see Cynthia standing before him. His mouth opens to say something to her, but her finger presses to his lisp, quickly shutting him down.“I know your life is empty, and you hate to face this world alone. So you’re searching for an angel, someone who can make you whole. I cannot save you; I can’t even save myself, so just save yourself.” She sits down beside him, putting her head on his shoulder. “I know that you’ve been damaged. Your soul has suffered. Both of her nipples were captured in four-inch long conical metal thimble-like devices. At the outer end her nipples had been pierced and they were extended to an almost impossible length by these shields. Along the length of the shield there were two additional peircings each with a short metal rod slotted through them. What once was an inverted nipple had now been modified into a nipple/areola combination at least four inches long. When Sharon saw me staring at Cindy's chest, she explained. Brushing some loose strands of hair away, glancing into her welling dark brown eyes, across her flushed face, he gently cups a breast, lets it jiggle, bounce between his melding fingers as he drops the rumpled cloth from his other hand. Her parted lips quivering, swollen eyes starring into his, she knows better then to speak, to beg even as he forces her to tiptoe as he hoists her upwards by her hair.Bowed forward in his grip, her breasts spreading, swaying, she arches spread-eagled in her.