.I want to marry you."Terry was surprised to hear this. It was the first time the subject ofmarriage had come up between them. The emotional effect of...the hormoneskicked in and Terry began to cry. Jim, comforted her in his arms. "I cantmarry you, my darling...I want to, but I cant," she sobbed."What do you mean you cant? Why cant you? Are you already married orsomething?" No, it's not that. Here's why," she said as she placed his hand under herskirt, between her legs. She was wearing only. ” I took a deep breath. “I can also feel it in my belly … it’s as if someone’s trying to pull my testicle away from my body.”“Anything else?”“I don’t know ... it’s hard to concentrate. It hurts.”“I know it hurts. Concentrate!”I tried. “There’s a tension, a tightening feeling in my ass ... my rectum.”Mark wrote everything down in his pocketbook. Then he turned the screw again. I involuntarily arched my back and tried to brace myself, starting to whimper.“That was only a half-turn” Mark said.. .. horny! I don't know if its the lack of sex. the pills, or the videos Zara made me watch. But I need this, Miles." Amanda said with a confident, but evil smile.I never asked. That was part of the program. Amanda watched private videos produced by the BPM. I figured they were motivation videos depicting the plight of African peoples and the lack of diversity in towns and cities like Black Pine. Her video sessions were scheduled. Text messages would instruct her of a new upload. Her logins and. Damn, she'd never let the dog go back home. Wild thoughts of hiding the erotic animal in the attic flickered through her spinning mind. Breathing harder now, the panting woman worked her legs open a little wider, doing all she could to open her twitching cunt more to the lapping dogs great hot tongue, waning it to delve deeper and deeper up into her naked pussy-flesh. Hans obligingly did his best to help, turning his head to one side so that he could lick right up into the partially hidden.