The man still questioned if that was a dream or a sort of trick, but it wasn’t much useful to argue against somebody you want to know who he is.“F...rst of all, I want to know who you are and why I am here”“Every answer you want will be done when time is due”“I do believe that time is now, mister”, the man argued. “Are you what? God? Satan?”“Hahaha, my dear Lumière”, the voice replied, laughing at the pervert cinephile. “I am not near any of these deities you talk about on Earth. I am not even. Once I agreed to it, Megan told me that Eric was due home in less than an hour, so she suggested that I get naked so I could get ready to have my pussy tongue-bathed. I was quite ready, but I took off my clothes anyway. Just doing that turned me on. I'd never undressed or sat in front of someone I'd never been intimate with and it was exciting to do it even though Megan was another woman. I suppose that part of it was that she looked me over openly and the looks were of appreciation. She wasn't. Susan screamed in pain and horror as she felt the needle rip her skin and tear through the tender tissue inside her breast. The needle seemed to penetrate her forever. She screamed and kicked her legs, twisting and turning trying to escape it. Finally the needle penetrated through to the other side. But the pain remained as the wound burned and throbbed. Tears flowed down her face soaking her face and chest. The man reached over and produced another needle and just as before held it so. ”With surprising strength and speed, Beatrix pulled Jerome to his feet and took him to the back room. “Strip!” she instructed him.Jerome carefully took off his jeans and shirt, then his boxers, while Beatrix pulled her dress, bra and knickers off. Beatrix then pushed Jerome on the bed.“Right, let’s see what you have got here then,” She reached out and took hold of his cock. With a few quick strokes, she had his cock upright and filling out fast. “Nice!”Beatrix climbed onto Jerome, then guided.