I moved and sat up."You want some?" Tammy said.My mind immediately went to innuendo on her question, but my mouth stayed sensible."Want what?" I respo...ded."Popcorn," she said with her best teenage 'duh!' voice."Sure," I said.She plopped down next to me so we could share.We watched TV and ate popcorn."What are you looking at?" she asked after a while."What?" I said confused."You keep looking at me," she said.Okay, I watched more than TV, but I thought I was subtle about it."I ... uh ... you look. . you've GOTTA see this." I led him up the tree to the branch where I beheld the wonder of my sister's nubile young body, just as she bent over to pull off her panties. It was as if she was putting on a show just for the two of us. Her reddish- brown long, curly hair tumbled over her shoulders as she pulled her panties down off her ankles.Now she was naked, and we could see the pot of gold, her fresh young cunt. For a second, I looked at John and saw him staring, a comet could have shot across. I loved needles and I relaxed a bit. My tits were absurdly ballooned and almost purple. I hanged from my tits before and I knew all marks would disappear in a few weeks. My Master peeled open the plastic package of the first needle and took it out. With the needle between his fingers he scraped the needle lightly across my ballooned tits. I moaned in pleasure, lingering in my subspace trance. Then he set the needle in my nipple and slowly pushed more force on it. I opened my mouth wider letting. This had become the definition of our loving marriage. During the start of the marriage we used to be everywhere.... the bathroom,the couch, the sofa,the bed,the kitchen,in the car,in the pool..we just couldn't get enough of each other.it was wild,uncharted,primal love-making and the sex was just off tha face of earth.we were very young at the time of the wedding,21 to be exact,we were wild and believed our love could make up for everything.now that we were 30,without c***dren and my husband.