"Well, you all havea nice day. By this time tomorrow the illegal will be back in Mexico,where he belongs."When Sam had been led away, I turned to John...y."Now what?" I asked, exasperated at not being fully in on his plans."Now Luis takes the second meeting you set up," he replied, "the onewith your stepfather's lawyers."Which is how a couple of hours later Johnny and I found ouselvessitting at a table in another Starbucks, this one across the road fromthe building containing the offices of Sam's. Even when he didn't, he would makesomething up. Like how his drink had been made way too weak, adeliberate and malicious act of sabotage ("You must think I'mSTUPID!"); when in fact the only way you could have made it anystronger would've been to leave the mixer out entirely.What came after this was termed punishment, but it was simply thismonster taking his terrible pleasure in a way that allowed him apretense that the things he would be doing were his victim's fault. Andwhen he'd had his fill. The intensity began to increase and what started out as a pleasure was turning to pain again. Jordan could only watch and cringe from the pain as the pulses continued. Jordan could tell that her balls were swelling even more because her ball sac was getting bigger, which could only mean her balls were swelling and the pain was at a point where she would start screaming. Still the pulses went on and suddenly, there was nothing. Jordan closed her eyes for just a moment and passed out. . Being a dutiful boyfriend, I decided to help her along.I pinched her nipple harder and pulled it away from her chest slightly. Then I gave a sharp thrust of my hips and pushed my dick back down her throat.I heard a muffled keen and felt her throat spasm slightly against the intruder. But her fingers were going crazy so I stayed in place for a little longer. Liz’s hips lifted off the table and she slapped her clit rapidly as she came.I waited until her hips dropped down again before I pulled.