' 'Keep in touch,' I just managed to say. Why did he keep punishing me? Even after he left me he kept hurting me. At night, during the day. Wh...n could I ever be free of him. Why didn't I want to be free of him? How could I have been so stupid? I have the perfect means of revenge, untested yes, but perfect. Inflict my gene altering drug on him. Force him to a point where he HAS to come back to me. But how should I do it? My thoughts of James/Jane came back to me and my perfect. I watched bristling with expectation, as the moist pink fruit was liberated from its confinement as Heinrich’s hand pulled his foreskin back. The smell was intoxicating and I was desperate to taste the pleasure that my nostrils were inhaling.After sniffing for a few moments my lips greedily covered his dick-head. Heinrich again shuddered and hissed but didn’t try to remove my head. I considerately did not prolong his ‘agony’ and after my taste buds had satisfied their demands, I moved my head. Married too soon, it had become so far just a fantasy. Now, do not get me wrong, I love my wife very much, and in no way did I want to be unfaithful to her. So, one day I just popped up the question: “Honey, would you mind much if I have sex with another woman? Just s-e-x?” To which she said, “HELL NO!” But I talked her into it, told her that it would not have any involved feeling except lust, and that she could watch if she wanted to. That way, if she saw anything she did not like, she could. The girls were having a lot of fun! Here is also another photo that gives the impression of what it all looked like. Three girls chained to the ceiling and to a rock. Photographer clearly enjoyed his work and it seemed like the photo shoot lasted forever. When the girls had to take positions that weren’t that comfortable, the photographer showed them a photo where he had to light his head on fire to get the perfect shot.Mirror - mirror on the wall ...From the prison cell we moved on to the.