She was virtually suspended by her tits with only the big dildo in her pussy adding some form of support. Lisa waited for Daphne to push the last need...e in, before yanking on the ropes, making her toy bounce up and down again. When the second candle was extinguished, the number FOURTEEN was announced by Lisa, and Sarah delivered the corresponding gauge needles to Daphne, who visibly endured more pain inserting those into her tits. Lisa pulled her toy's tits up again with the ropes, but didn't. The next thing she knew, she was finger-fucking herself, rubbing her fat little clit, thinking about how good it felt when her cunt stretched around that nice big cock.It was one o'clock in the afternoon when Patty began her finger-fucking. She sprawled on her living room sofa, staring blankly at a TV show droning on in front of her. Her terry robe was open, exposing her huge tits and her wet, hairy pussy. Patty wiggled her ass on the couch as she moved her hand between her thighs, rubbing. Boom. Bang. Noise. He washes his entire body. He likes being clean. One of the things he can control. One of them at least. Not the chatter though. Never the chatter. Constant. More noise. Brushing his teeth. The small, tiny brushes grinding against his teeth. Scraping away particles, dirty, left over food from the night before. Yes, he brushes his teeth before bed. Gargle, gargle, spit. Creak, clank, cling. Each stair steps making its usual sounds in the morning. Ugh, he thought. Will this. What’s more, it was developed by a guy right here in my very town!I noted the address and figured why not. Go and see this guy who apparently made the App.I took a few buses into town. By now it was dark and the streets were already bustling with people just finishing work or people getting ready to go out to party.I weaved my way through the shadier side of the town, full of tightly packed buildings, the kind where there were signs for shady looking companies that didn’t really advertise what.