“Four.”This one came out between sobs of pain and pleasure, and Dean reveled in it while he walked across the room to hang the belt back in its pl...ce.He returned to Tiffani and sat next to her, reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing a bottle of oil he asked her, “Tiffani, are you feeling okay?”“Yes, Sir, please give me another,” she sobbed out. Dean knew she didn’t need any more so he just started rubbing the oil into her marks and soothed her pain. She lay there under his hands and began. Its too much." she breathed. Her hand underneath her shirt fondling her small breast and pinching her choclate chip nipple.The hulking psycho released her hair grabbing the back of her shirt. He pulled slowly tearing it from her body and discarding the remains. Her flesh nearly glowed in the moonlight.Her body thin. Small waist with curved hips. She moaned louder feeling another orgasm rising.She moaned louder and louder until it hit. Riveting waves of pleasure washing through her whole body.. Prof spoke up, "Well said, Mark. Carson, I was present when Mark, Julia and Ava exchanged their commitments. As best I can judge, they are more than meeting their commitments to each other. They all seem very happy to be in each other's company, so I have no doubt that everything is going perfectly. Why aren't you judging Mark harshly because he doesn't cook Ava's meals at night, the way a good mother would?"Mr. West was a thoughtful guy, so he didn't open his mouth until he'd thought about it.. I get up and look out the door again. This time, to my surprise, I see Franc’s car is in the lot. I turn around and check the restaurant lobby again; Franc’s nowhere to be seen. Maybe she’s in the bathroom, I think, and turn to find out and stop cold. Behind me is one of those visions you only see in real expensive porn flicks.It’s Franc, and she’s outdone herself. For starters, she ditched her glasses and I can see her bright brown eyes for once. Her solid black hair is out and curly and.