"I shouldn't tell you this, but if you buy a box of good tea, that coffee machine is supposed to make excellent tea as well." I said. "There is a firs... class grocery store here. I have never been in it, I have heard they carry all that specialty shit."He came out of the store smiling. "Believe it or not this is the brand my mother used to use," he said with a very small laugh."Do you have a bottle of that hooch you make," he asked."I have a bottle or two of the peppermint. It wasn't a big. I beg you stop teasing...- and tears are running down my cheeks, I have no clue how he brings them out, all I know is whenever he is touching me, pulling on me, near me, his breath, his lips, his voice vibrating through my every pore..I feel this sort of ecstasy... I no longer can take hold of my breath, my tears... I no longer am in control...I'm all his. And he knows how to play with me, to make this pleasure last, throb through my every pore, my every cell... -I beg you... fill me... get. He grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her head back, taking her neck into his mouth he lightly bite it. He kept fucking her ass harder, he used his free hand to wrap around her and rubbed her clit. Montana moaned and screamed out loud with each thrust. Montana held onto the ground to keep herself up as the powerful thrusts from Doug rocked her hard.Montana started to cum again as Doug thrusted hard into her tight ass and pinched her clit between his fingers. She screamed out loudly and her ass. Her screams filled the torture chamber and theysounded like music for the Duke and not just for him? Blow after blow , blowafter blow?screams, moans, requests for the torture to stop?and screams againand again. The Duke and the Cardinal knew that Florance would eventually confess.The tortured women always did. But they hoped she would prove herself to bestrong willed and stubborn. They wanted to see her more and longer tortured.Because she was so beautiful! After 20 minutes the naked woman.