I don’t pretend to understand -- something clicks in her head, and she can do it better than any of us.”She said, “Sir, you said “Us.” Are y...u still flying?”I said, “Yes ma’am, and my next flight is Sunday morning, down to Miami and back, to pick up a load of lawyers. Interested?”“SQUEAL!” was the response. Then, “I’ll have to check my work schedule, but if I’m not needed, I’d be delighted!”I said, “OK, but we’ll need to get you a company polo shirt, and do you have khaki trousers? Understand,. She continued pressing her lips against Rachel’s and, after a moment, Rachel tentatively began kissing her back. The kisses soon began passionate, and both women began using their tongues along with their lips. After a couple of minutes of snogging, Karen started to caress her friend’s breasts and eventually freed one from the constraints of the bra. She lowered her mouth from Rachel’s lips to her nipple and began to suck gently. Rachel began to sigh thrusting her head back and partially. ” She nodded approvingly. “You’ve gotten better at expressing yourself, Mr Anger Issues. Now hurry up!”Her rubbing arm flexed as she finger fucked herself harder and barked, “I deserve this! Come on, motherfucker! Fucking cum all over my bitchy face. Get all of that rage out!”“ARRRRRRGGGGGHHH!” the muscled man cried. His glare contorted until it seemed returning to neutral was a far-fetched fantasy. Powerful shots splattered her entire forehead, eye sockets, cheeks and lips in a display that. ..only to be faced with other cruel tools of torture.To the right stands a table with many bright, sharp, deadly looking knifes laying on its cold stone surface. Stepping closer, half afraid of what I might see and half thrilled at the horror of it, I closely examine the items on the table. My hands travel, touching each as I envision the way they would feel against my flesh. Touching a pair of silver nipple clamps, running my finger over the tiny quarter inch spikes that line their jaws I.