“I love you, Claudette.”She smiled back at me. “I love you, Eric.”I said, “Claudette, it’s going to take some effort starting tomorrow but...you’re worth it to me. I hope I am worth the trouble to you.”“You are, Eric. Let’s go inside.”I smiled at her, exited the car, and went around to hand her out. We went inside to a young adults’ class and sat through an interesting lesson. Between Sunday school’s ending and the beginning of church, we met her parents, all four of us walking into the sanctuary. She was beautiful. Nice tan lines around her ass, pussy, and tits. Her pussy was slightly shaven, it was a beautiful sight.She pulled the curtain aside, and noticed my huge hard on. She looked and said, "Excited??" She hoped in. I grabbed the soap, she washed my body, up and down, she focused on my cock a lot, stroking it in small movements, teasing me. I had my hand on her shoulder. She started to suck on my fingers. I grabbed her chin and brought her to my level. I took the soap, and washed. ”Megyn screamed in agony as the winch raised so the concrete blocks lifted off theground. Her arms, shoulders down to her ankles felt like they were being ripped apart.The meal screws wedged between her ankle and the chain bit into flesh.Megyn’s head hung with exhaustion. She moaned but tried to hold still. There was no escaping theoverwhelming pain. “Please. Please. Please.” Megyn begged. She looked down recognizing the faces of pro footballplayers, all friends of Michael. This couldn’t. Ben was a skilled do-it-yourselfer, and within a few minutes had the old toilet seat off and the new one in place. The strange thing was, he couldn't see any difference between it and the one he had removed. Maybe he should have read the instructions after all? He quickly dismissed the thought from his mind. "It's done, honey," Ben told his wife, who was in the kitchen, preparing that evening's meat loaf. She turned to embrace her husband, "Thanks dear," she said, hugging him tightly. "Thanks.