In this episode, the camera panned across a sea of maybe thirty women dancing to the beat of loud music (with the odd male stripper dotted like a well...oiled and practically naked island in their midst). The camera panned further to the right, and it suddenly drifted downwards.There, on what looked to be a low, sturdy coffee table, was sprawled a buxom brunette, perhaps Angela's age. She was lying on her back with her short dress lifted high above her hips and her shapely legs spread wide. In. ..!She didn’t want to watch her body being brutalized, but at the same time she couldn’t resist at times to bend her head and look down her chest. Through the overall burning sensation in her boobs, she felt all the points of the needles converging into 1 point deep inside.Gazing down at the steel rods disappearing further and further into her flesh, she thought of how it would look if her breasts were translucent, and able to see through. She imagined seeing a web of the needles, interweaving. She knew what Brenna was experiencing and was happy for her. But in a small part of her mind, she was jealous as well. She was anxious for her turn.“Ah, Ah, Ung…” Brenna’s moans intensified as Tom focused on her clit. Two fingers slid into her sopping hole and found her G-spot. In moments, she succumbed to the dual stimulation and fell off the cliff she had been walking like a tightrope. She tumbled into her orgasm. Waves of pleasure washed over her body, starting at her center and radiating. He loved doing this because all of the pressure was on the head of his cock and the friction was unreal. He reduced his stroke to make certain that he stayed inside and tried his best to prolong the act. The pressure was just too great and he blew an enormous second load into her uterus just a few minutes after he entered it. She felt it as well, and that mystical magic of maternal instinct enveloped her immediately. Sarah smothered Jeremy with kisses, moving down and kissing his entire body,.