Her breasts like pincushions now, blue plastic couplings where each of the ten needles stuck five from each of her sizeable tits, two of them having p...erced the nipples from below, the points sticking out of the teats themselves. Her face pale from the pain tears running freely, her mouth still full of the red rubber ball held between her teeth by the straps round her head, drool dripping from her lips. He explained to her that, “she was to blame her man here,” he jerked his thumb at Ian, “had. She needs to be damn sure of what she wants for her life. I'm willing to be part of it, but I will not be a fulltime masochistic toy for her. In the back of my mind was a nagging thought that the therapy was not quite as effective as we had hoped and that maybe she needed some more – not more abusing me, but true professional help at this point.Let me call Greg, see what's going on with him and maybe grab a bite to eat with him. Well that was not going to happen. Just like every time I called. Damn, that felt so good. We stayed still at first, sharing the sensation, then Matt began rocking his hips as much as the cast would allow, driving his hard pole even deeper inside me. I responded to the pressure by leaning forward, putting my hands on his shoulders, and pressing my hips down to meet his upward thrusts. Either Matt’s a great teacher, or I’m a quick learner. Maybe both. I was soon setting the pace, pumping up and down his long, thick marvelous shaft, and loving every minute of. But after the slick, snug glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, sloppy void. He grunted with each powerful push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could feel nothing.“Squeeze me,” he said, as he pumped away and lightly bit her neck.He felt her cunt walls closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to poke away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy snatch he kept thinking about her ass. He.