That’s just…no.’ Miranda nodded, ‘Okay Grey, I get it,’ she let her arm go limp and Grey released her. ‘Thank you,’ he said quietly. A f...w more minutes of effort and Grey pulled the belt free: it was in pretty bad shape, caked in grime and blood. ‘This will be fun,’ he muttered as he tried to scrape some off, ‘You ever do this before?’ ‘I’m a physicist,’ she replied, ‘Do you really think I have done this before?’ ‘Well, first time for everything,’ Grey finished with the belt, ‘Okay, what I need. Now that she was no longer turned on -- far from it! -- the taste of her own pussy that lingered on the limber staff of prick nauseated her. But she thought of the pain in her abused tits, and the look on Chuck's face, and she fell to licking Martin's prick.In short order Martin's prick was clean and shiny with her spit. She pushed it out of her mouth with the tip of her tongue and looked expectantly at the cheerleader.Anne nodded. The jump-rope cracked right on the gaping gash of Jacqui's. I let her rest for a couple of minutes. I sit down at a nearby leather chair and put the wine glass on a table next to me. The loudest sound in the room is the ticking from the clock. Tick.Fuki’s breathing is soft, each breathe barely causing her chest to rise and fall. Tick.Her exhalations are pained. Accompanied by a barely audible gurgling. Tick.Time marches on. Tick.“Come over here and drink this.”She doesn’t say anything and remains motionless of the floor. Using a flat tone, I tell her,. Only quite a small one, 6 inches long, and about an inch thick, and I thought this would be perfect to practice with, so grabbed that to and rushed back to the front room, as I walked in I saw Kirsty sat on the sofa, not realising her legs were open and I could see right up her skirt. “Ahem, close your legs you naughty girl” I joked at her. She quickly closed her legs and started blushing “sowwi” she said in her cutest voice, I told her to not worry bout it, and then showed her the vibe and.