. (damn, there's always a "but" that follows such a good start)... but, this is scary stuff. I don't know what's right and what's wrong. I know how I ...eel, but that doesn't make it right. Won't you give me some space, please?"When she said "please" to me with that certain sincere, loving tone of voice, I was a goner. "Okay, okay. But don't blame me if I'm limping around all the time." (As if there were blame or that I'd really be limping. The major organ limping in me was not my dick... it was. He had pushed pins through her tits and thenfastened them. Exquisite pain, exquisite tit torture.And now he was finishing her off, finger fucking hercunt violently.As Jean started to cum, she began to collapse. I caughther and held her up as she shook with her orgasm. Shecame and she came and she came. As she came, I couldn’tresist feeling her tits, pulling lightly on the pinsthrough her tits, teasing her tits with the pins stuckright through them. And when her orgasm was over,. She once again stopped abruptly and stood up, and wondered what my prize was this time.She dropped to her knees and began to fumble with my belt, I leaned back out let out a small chuckle. She finally got my belt and pants undone and pulled them down to my knees, she had missed my boxers when pulling down my pants so she went back and ripped them down. I was guessing she had forgotten about my actual cock because when she ripped down my boxers my cock bounced up and smacked her in the face.. Her pussy was already dripping in anticipation as I pulled out my blue little vibrator. "Do you want this," I asked. She told me she needed it. I turned it on high and began to rub it against her nipples, watching hotly as they slowly grew hard, forming little erasers. and then i trailed down to her crotch but would avoid her pussy, teasing each of her inner thighs with the buzzer. I just love watching her reactions, so helpless. And then I would begin to trace around the outside. She was.