I took my time slapping her pussy lips with the leather. Her voice rung out with each lash. The final showing was to be the needles. I saved these for...last as I had little taste for them, and they would bring her the most pain. I had prepared myself with a couple hundred small needles and thirty or forty large needles, nearly the size of knitting needles. They were mammoth things. She shook in fear as I rolled the tray of needles closer to her post. “please don’t do this” she whispered to me.. He stared at that greedily for a moment before leaning up to attack her breasts again.Between urine pressure and the incredible stimulation, he wasn't going to last long and he knew it. He asked her to stop, or at least slow down, until he could get some control over herself and last longer.She gave him a wicked grin. "Who says I want you to last longer?" She ceased her thrusting, but began to move her hips back and forth against his, his cock still trapped inside her and caressed on all sides. Bea never got to swim in the pool.... I pray that her soul finds peace and happiness in heaven. (Beth made The sign of the Cross) I know how ill that she was with terminal cancer. I know that you carried her through your fields and that you held your wife in your strong arms to show Bea your gift to her.... Margaret assured me that you loved me as much as her. I was a little jelious of Bea at first. I accept that you still love her in one part of your heart and will always love her, my green. As stud #2 moved out of the instructors way, Lory half sat up and gave him a kiss. He wasn't going to settle for a kiss, with one quick motion he had opened Lory's legs and dropped his head down to her waiting lips and began to lick her with urgency. Lory layed back and began to moan. The instructor stopped only long enough to comment on how good she tasted and complemented her on the amount of sperm that was oozing out of her vagina. In less than a couple of minutes Lory started her low deep.