For a long time, since her nailing started, she belonged, body and mind, to the nails that pierced her flesh, to the pain that took over her body. Now... hanging quiet, her mind returned to her body; the pain, while still unbearable, decreased a fraction, so long as she did not move. She tried to take a deep breath, but she could not. Her lungs, in her hanging position, remained expanded, mostly filled with air. To inhale, to breathe, she would have to empty them, to expel the stale air that. She was sliding up and down on my length, her breathing matched mine as our bodies became one. Our bodies moving in unison. Six months of built up tension was racing towards the tip of my cock, my release was coming, a release that this time no would stop. Every sense and nerve in my body seemed to be directed to my cock, directed to Jenny’s pussy as she bounced on my cock. Her hips were grinding down on my lap, her body was sliding up and down at a quicker pace, then as she let out a loud. I think he already knew what I was going to say, but I sensed he wanted to hear me say it anyway. As I had with my bra, I smiled saucily and told him, "You'll have to find that out for yourself." He accepted my invitation, and he slowly, teasingly hiked up my long peasant skirt. He gazed hungrily at my little blue lace panties, and I turned around so he could see my fur-lined entrance under the lace, from behind as well. He quite literally kissed my ass, then he spun me back to face him, and. Licking the crease there, between thigh and mound. Across the top of my mound and then down the left inner thigh. Kissing and licking all the way. Over the knee, and up the left outer thigh, as he turned me once again. Then up to my belly. The fire continued to build.Across my belly to the belly button, and then down to my mound. There was only a small patch of hair there as I shave regularly. He returned me to my back, and licked down the sides of my mound. First the right and then the left. I.