Better still, let's sneak up on them and scare them." Cool." That sounded like a fun idea to me.Pam and I dragged our boat to shore and crept through ... small place where the dense undergrowth had been recently trampled. A few feet into the thick bushes, we heard strange sounds.It sounded like wild animals making moaning sounds!As we crept closer, two human shapes began to form in our line of sight and the moaning sounds grew louder. Pam and I crawled the last few feet across a sandy spot and. She is indeed back in our chat an hour later, together with Flora, whom I hardly know, except her age.She is erotically experienced compared to Sanne, as she already has a steady boyfriend and has sex.Sanne sometimes experiments with torture of her B-boobs, with clothes pegs pinching her nipples.She seems ready for a next step, not yet face to face with me in real, but intermediated by her Flora.She shall open up to Flora and hopes to receive her punishments by me, in hands of her best. Her soft, plush lips gently caressed his penis and the bit of warm air escaping her mouth sent shivers running up his body. She looked up at him and noticed his eyes were open. Her eyes slowly widened and she slowly removed her lips and wet them with her tongue.“Who are…?” Zak began.“Shhh….just…please.” the girl said hesitantly, her eyes pleading with him to stay. Zak swallowed, unsure of what to do, but he remained laying down and just watched her in disbelief. The girl held eye contact for a. I considered Candy. At 23 she would be forever denied another orgasm. I knew perfectly well that if she had not been able to have anything other than a clitoral orgasm by now, it is most unlikely she will ever achieve a vaginal one. The cruelty of this mutilation was unbelievable. To top it all off, she was being denied any possibility of masturbating until then. And she accepted this. Then again, I accepted my own closure and branding; but the closure, at least, would be reversible, and would.