She was furious when I refused. During the week she seemed to forget about it. I should have known better when she wanted to play bondage games the ne...t weekend. When she had my hands securely cuffed behind my back, she put a ball crusher on my balls. Slapping my cock hard, she told me she would get me over my resistance to sucking cock, and teach me not to refuse her at the same time.She tightened the crusher a bit, just to show me what it felt like, then backed it off. She told me she had a. I couldn't respond with words. I could only sit there, staring with intimacy, blushing, panting and moaning softly. Another giggle from my sister's mouth pierced my ears. "I should have known better than to ask that in a situation like this. You probably haven't even felt love yet." She finally removed the little thing, catching her socks in her fingers as well and striping them off at the same time, her body only clothed with her matching light-azure semi-see-through undergarments. She. Pray to God that I never find out your real identity, because it's curtains for you faggot. Threatening my life, talking about what you're gonna do, when we both know that you ain't gonna do shit. Before I go any further, I'm gonna let y'all see the kind of shit this butch was posting to my profile. Like I say, he's claiming Florida, so if you know this bitch, know of this bitch, or anything in that nature,beat hid ass for me and message me with his address so I can pay hid family a little. Atkins cross the room to turn on a lamp next to her, whichonly illuminated her naked breasts and sopping wet panties even more, and thenreached over to pick up the open art book she had been perusing. Her heartwas pounding in fright and the aftermath of her near explosive but interruptedorgasm. She sat up, reaching for the nightgown which had fallen on the floor,and hurriedly pulled it over her head, buttoning the front with nervous anxiety. Dr. Atkins had taken a seat in the recliner across.