“Is that okay, sir?” Katie kept her eyes glued to the floor. Ignoring her question, Mr. Carl replied, “From now on, you look at me when you do ...nything.” “Okay, sir. I’m sorry, sir.” Katie looked up into Mr. Carl’s face. His brow was furrowed like it had been earlier, but there was clearly lust in his eyes – the type of look she’d seen in the faces of guys at the clubs, except this was entirely focused on her in a way she’d never experienced before. “Good girl. Now, spread your legs wide.” . There were so many I wanted to give her, but I must be patient. I have plenty of time. My wife and I have planned this out so well, there is now way we can get caught, so I have plenty of time. I started with her nipples. No warning, nothing to ease the pain. Just a 12-guage needle thru each nipple. As I pierced each nipple, I put a stud in. Sara writhing in pain, screaming. Music to my ears. Now down to her pussy for a piercing. Piercing right through her clit. So much screaming. As I hear. Her belly made it difficult to get to her prize but I was determined to taste her. I pushed even further down into the soft cushions of the sofa and slipped my hands across her bulging cunt lips. They seemed to throb under my touch and made me want her even more. I took both hands and spread her cunt open wide. She was a dark pink, almost red on the inside and I could see drops of moisture forming on her satiny inner lips.I leaned my head down and licked up from the bottom of Darcy's sweet. I am confident that it wasn't intentional, but her body was just so inescapably sexy, she couldn't help how seductive she looked in her posture. When she reacted to the loud, abrupt chirping of the jays outside the window, I took in a full view of her chest. I felt dirty, but I couldn't resist. She was wearing a cotton sleeveless, strapless top which matched the vibrant red of her heels, and was tightly wrapped around the bursting circumference of her hefty breasts. They seemed barely contained.