Sampson takes his time. She has planned this to the last detail. The lashes must be spaced out, methodical. She must be given time to suffer each and ...very one of them. The second falls, a little bit lower. The must not overlap. As much as possible each lash should fall on virgin skin. The third falls, and the fourth. On the screen her face is wild, her mouth wide open, and, as the next lash falls, the scream. There is no member in the audience that is not hard. The men would wish Sampson to. “Then I guess it won’t hurt to do this,” she said.Her hands had gone to the edges of the shirt and, with one quick jerk, she pulled the edges apart, exposing beautiful breasts, capped with dark pink nipples. I just had time to see that those nipples were very hard before she lost her courage and covered them again. I knew she was vulnerable, so I did what I thought would ease her mind.“Thank you,” I said. “You’re very beautiful.”She covered her eyes with one hand, while holding the shirt. Finally we got dressed and I went home.I was on my way home when I got an unexpected call from Sarah. She wanted me to come over and watch a movie with her. She wanted it to be normal, like it used to be. Nothing sexual, no cuckolding. She just wanted to hang out with her friend, and I couldn't deny her that.It was a few hours later and I headed over to her place. When I got there we hung out and talked for a bit, about normal stuff. I didn't mention Rachel or Eric since she didn't want to talk. His soft hands pressed gently against her bare back; the touch birthed a despair so great, the waves of it sent quakes through her body. She might have been sobbing, but her face was dry.Sawyer brushed aside her hair until it was held behind one ear. If her eyes had not been squeezed tight, she would have seen the expression on his face.She didn't want to.He leaned over her until his lips were a scant above her ear, the dark strands of his hair mixing with hers."I promised you, Renee," he said,.