“You were right. It is a great bottle of wine and I don’t want to deprive you of it. So I’ll pass. But thank you for offering,” she replied.Ob...iously she had enjoyed that first glass, and there was at least one more bottle in reserve. So I refilled my glass, and then attempted to do the same for her. Unfortunately, she chose that exact moment to raise the glass to her lips for the one remaining sip. I managed to get the majority of the wine I poured into her glass, but also managed to spill. ??Does it hurt???A bit.?I tightened my hold. She gasped, and tried to hold back a scream.?Does that hurt more???Yes, it does!?I squeezed even harder. She threw her head back against the wall, and bit her lip to stifle the scream that welled up within her. Her breathing was short and rapid. She was sweating profusely.?Does it hurt even more now???Oh?Ouch!!...Yes!! It hurts a lot.??But I feel you can take more. Let’s see now??I squeezed the handles some more, and pulled the pliers upwards. ” “It’ll be all over if I do,” I said, my voice becoming hoarse, as I matched her rhythm with my own thrusting. “That’s okay,” she said, speaking a little faster, “I’ll take care of myself afterwards. I want you to watch me.” She was speaking faster, and fucking me a little more vigorously, but she still gave me a mischievous smile, and added, “I want to put on a show for you.” “You’re amazing!” I said. “Do you want me to go faster?” Sonya asked, her voice getting more breathless. . She was always amazed at how well proportioned Midge was despite her size. Off came her T-shirt, then the bra met the ground. Next went her sandals, shorts and panties. There she was in all her naked beauty waving back at her. She was finding the sight of her small naked friend very stimulating.'Now stop thinking like that, ' she scolded herself.Betty waved Midge in to join her in the pond. So Midge started wading into the lake to join her friend in the middle. Once there, they started.