I literally collapsed on the floor crying in pain.Balu lifted me and kept me on the bed and was consoling me not to cry. He left me free for some time...and then lied beside me and started playing with my boobs touching the brown part around my nipples, sucking them and all. After 10 minutes Balu asked me to suck his dick for which I said no but Balu pleaded me and I said no. He then lifted me and made me sit on the bed and he stood on the bed and got his dick near my mouth. I said no and pushed. Much to his surprise, half of the retirees were sitting on the tables. They were definitely having a good time. A few were standing around eating their pizzas. The other half of the retirees was seated at a couple of the patio tables. They were pointing to the mural and making comments about the scenes shown in them.When one of the waitresses handed him another pizza paddle, Dan returned to cooking. The one good thing about the size of the oven he had purchased, was that it allowed him to cook. I changed positions and sat down on the dildo…working myself up and down on it as I pinched my nipples and tugged at my cock. I flattened myself down onto the dildo it was deepest I’d ever gone. I felt it stretching me. I wanted it all the way in. I stood up with the dildo still in my ass. I grabbed a chair from the kitchen and sat down slowly. I flinched a few times, because of pain but finally was able to sit down all the way. My back was straight, my ass pushed out the back a little as I. She pushed all those depressing thoughts from her mind.In her own quiet way she was beginning to understand what made the Ink Master tick when she witnessed the poor creatures he had caught in his web of sinful designs. She noticed that the ones he brought to the basement for special treatment were all extremely young and inexperienced and that they had a certain air about them that expressed uncontrollable sexuality. It startled her because she realized that was what probably led to her.