I inched forward, then, into that tight hole. It had been years since my last lay, and I had to fight myself from cumming too quickly as the warmth gr...eted me. It squeezed every inch of my cock as I pushed on, until I was fully inside of the girl. She had made little noise during my breach of her most sacred holy-of-holies, but her legs had come up slightly, and her back (or what I could see of it) had arched upward. I pulled out and felt the roughness inside her graze the back of my dick head.. You know ... the bathroom privacy thing,” I countered, slightly surprised at her question, but yet not wanting to spend a moment away from her side.Lindie reached for my right hand, grasped it with her left and said with a seriousness in her smile, she said, “I’d actually like you to join me,” and tugged at my hand. “It’s OK Mikey.”Never before had I accompanied anyone to their bathroom and observed their habits. Except maybe a few guys along the way, you know in a school’s bathroom or communal. He sat there on the side of the bed and wailed. Tears poured down his face."I shouldn't have mixed so many different tortures together all at once," he sobbed.He sat for a long time, pondering what to do.Then he removed the skewers and all the pins and needles from her. He pulled the threads out from her pussy lips and removed the electric shock dildo, and straightened her arms and legs.Dawn deserved a decent funeral, but he could hardly deliver her body to an undertaker without all sorts of. After about 20 minutes she asked me what she’d done to piss me off. I told her it was nothing. I had just heard some stuff, but I didn’t want to make her mad by asking, so that we should leave it be. This really piqued her interest, and she began to insist that I ask her… I decided then and there that I would break off our casual flirtation. I told her it wasn’t important. She got really playful, her eyes lighting up with mischief, and she started poking me, and tickling my sides. She pulled.