So we move back and forth for a while, enjoying the other’s pain and then being hurt in return. In the end, we both must have at least 20 needles in...each nipple. We stop because we’ve run out of places to put them.But then again there’s all that tit-meat, so we continue right there. Ouch. Gods, my nipples are two white-hot points of agony and my breasts are pulsating in tune with my heartbeat, it’s so hot thinking how Anna must suffer because of what I did to her! And now her tits are beginning. " Billy handed her back the note, holding his towel to his lean belly. "Mebbe they's turned 'im about." Did you sleep?" Some, off'n on. Weren't too bad." He managed a smile at her. "Used some opium, bitter stuff." He made a wry face and flicked out his tongue, trying to smile.When Anne returned with a bowl of broth, she said, "He was angry, disappointed. Stalked away muttering. Called you a lickspittle shite,." She smiled at him, savoring the curse she had never used.Billy sat up with the sheet. My focus was on school and work and being able to afford to live in San Francisco.The first problem was finding a place to live. I had had it with group living and got out of the dorms as quickly as possible. My solution was to rent a small apartment from a couple of nice older guys in lower Pacific Heights. It was a safe neighborhood, close to school and work and was cozy and cheap. Little did I know that the two 50’s something guys, Bill and Al, would become far more than landlords and. I knew then that he wanted it. " hey, just try it, I won't tell anyone" and then I moved closer to him and he looked up. I held his head and rubbed my hardening cock all over his face and across his mouth. He pretended to try turning away, but not very hard. As I moved the head of my cock against his lips, his defenses weakened and his expression changed from dislike and shock to pleasure and lust. He then slowly started kissing it. It felt amazing, I lost focus on everything else except the.