I feel your pussy spasm around my fingers, the walls inside tightening and loosening against my fingers. I know you have reached your climax. I push m... fingers as deep inside you as I can and rotate them inside, caressing against your g-spot. My tongue still caressing your clit, hoping to give you a very intense climax. Your hips start to violently jerk under my hand. I let it do so to a certain extent. I keep you under enough control so my lips stay enclosed around your clit. Your orgasm seems. Hell, I was darned near ready to find Pete's regular house and exact some revenge myself. It had to be the work of pure evil.I've felt pure evil before twice in my life. Once with a fire opal ring that had been imprinted with a long history of death by murder of its owners, and the other a blue beryl necklace with a similar history of tragedy. For some reason jewelry, especially precious stones, is more susceptible to the imprinting of negative energies than most other items of wood and stone.. “Paige,” Britney said. “What, you wanted to know. That's pretty much what happened honestly the pieces were already there, we just put them together,” I replied. “And you don't regret it?” Britney asked. “No, why would I?” I asked. Then she gave me a hug. I think she was more than a little if-y about the whole thing. “I just don't want you to build yourself up just to be knocked down. We really did think something was going on. He got you gifts every Christmas and birthday and he's been sweeter. But this didn’t feel or taste anything like that. This wasn’t about love or affection His agenda was pure sex. This was about fucking, writhing, pounding unabashed a****listic sex. On the drive back home I realised that my pussy was tingling and could feel the discomfort of wetness seeping onto the thin strip of material of my lacy thong. Once home I went straight to her bedroom and began to stroke my pussy gently. As the tingling sensations increased I began to slide a finger into my.