.. oh how it burned. Ilet it go swirling out of me a whirlwind of destructive fire and ragethat blasted my little cell into oblivion.'We are free!'The...voice had been so right, all this time I had fought it, but she hadknown. The magic consumed me, eating away at male flesh, but I didn'tcare. The voice and I howled out in unison until... I couldn't discernher voice from mine. We were Mengele.* * * Heart of a Traitor As featured in Funky LadyTires screech from the street behind me and I pull my. Angela grumbled as I stopped her sucking to burp her mid-feed. As I paced up and down jiggling Angela, I wondered if there was anything I could do to get her parents’ money back for her. It was much too late to do anything now, but I filed a note to myself to ring a lawyer friend of mine, Ken, who might have some clue whether it was possible. After a few really satisfactory burps, I settled down to give the rest of the bottle to Angela. She was sweet with her little hands reaching for the. He started to rub my wet clit w/ his middle finger. Grabbed onto my right nipple, and twisted it as hard as he could. As he was twisting, I could feel his other hand SLAP my clit hard. Tied up and barly able to move, I tryed to yell, but couldn't w/panties in my mouth. All of a sudden I could feel a cold wetness on my left nipple. I could smell the alcohol in the air. "Be a big gurl lil pain slut", I heard, then I could feel a pinch in the tip of my nipple. He was slowly pushing a 21G. It was delicate, yet sending fire all the way through my body to abruptly center about my groin; it was just amazing how he made me react just through that small kiss. He pulled back, suckling gently on my lower lip with his teeth before letting it go. I opened my eyes, letting out the breath that I hadn't realized I'd been holding. "Mark, I love you." "I love you, too."I held his hand as we made our way to the Baggage Claim, pausing every now and then to exchange kisses."So, what do you think.