Around and over my areolas and the tips of my nipples he rolled that devilish thing and I arched my back to escape that horrible pain but it only made...him laugh and continue his deviant torture. After a few minutes, I felt something rough and scratchy close over my nipples-the clothespins! They clamped down so hard on my abused flesh, I whimpered miserably he placed the pins all over my breasts and moved his hand back and forth to create a wave after wave of pain across my most sensitive parts.. "We'd hate for the truth that you're a cheater to come out just before the big game." I froze. My worst fears were true... the faggot knew. "So you have two choices," Cecil continued. "Actually, if I beat you up bad enough you won't be able to speak," I countered. "Oh my God," Damon groaned, urgently riding on the cock. I looked down and saw him coming all over the floor from getting ass fucked, some even landing on my toes, since I was wearing flip flops. "That is so sick," I said, disgust. A loud scream slips from her lips as his tongue grazes that sweet spot, causing his attentions to focus more specifically slowly forming cascading cracks along the dam holding back her explosion. Eyes flashing shut, body trebling, weightlessness, her legs unwillingly wrap tighter around him as wave after wave of long past due orgasm floods through her body and drenches his face with her gratitude. His tongue happily accepts her gift as he laps up her juices hungrily as if the secret to. My breathing grew harder and faster as Daniel moved his lips down to my chest. Kissing my breasts that were about to pop out of my top. He bit again and it caused me to let out a small scream. I pulled his mouth back up to mine and kissed him hard. He had one hand up the side of my skirt tugging at my thong and I had my hands trying to undo his pants. Just as I had them undone I hear Kayla calling my name. She sounded sick. "I have to go, I'm sorry." I reluctantly pulled away from Daniel and.