All the time she knew the cylinder did not allow for his cock to swell with blood as it stiffened; so this too would add to the agony of his balls fee...ing like they were on fire.Ten minutes after applying the tiger balm Bob was sweating profusely and panting like a raging nymphomaniac; his balls threatened to burst into flames and his poor cock threatened to do its very best to burst the cylinder or at the very least a blood vessel.Turning now to Jim; Pamela loaded him with his instructions and. She greeted him with open arms and that imperfect perfect smile of hers, protecting the spark that made me unique. On some level I knew it wasn’t real, but in some ways it was the only real thing left in my life. After Hera was done with her dance and she disappeared the two versions of myself came back together in a way that somehow comforted the former while leaving the latter intact. The sea water would be receding by this time and I would feel strong once more, almost hopeful. And that was. I heard them nasty things they was saying about all they was sure you was going to do to me. It were a lot more than what I got all in my head before I gone and broke your head with that pipe," she told me without looking in my eyes. "I am right sorry I done that to you. Ma told all us young'uns we do this in private, but I just got to make mine do what it does to me cause of what yours done to me when I was getting you on this here stool."Ok now I am confused again. She said she gets that it. Suddenly coming to her senses, she started to struggle. I held her firmly with my arms, taking care not to use enough hand pressure to hurt her."Shhhh!" I whispered softly into her ear, "I'm here to save you, not hurt you!"She stopped.Her hand reached up and pried mine from her mouth, not struggling, just insistent.With my only choices being to hurt her or let her have her way, I removed my hand."Save me from what!" she whispered, too."From your dull, perfect life." I whispered back."My life is.