I started to ravage her hard nipples with my tongue, sucking hard, just like she liked it. She sat down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs to...reveal that she wasn't wearing any panties. She kept her pussy trimmed and it was staring at me with its wet, sticky lips as she lay back on the bed with her legs spread as far as they could go. One at a time, I pulled each thigh high off of her legs and took her sexy heels off. My lips began to explore every inch of them starting at her feet. I pulled her into my lap, took out one of the micro-needle finger blades, put it on her right finger, moved that down to her pussy lips, pushed her finger against her pussy, and pulled her hand up. She used her other hand to muffle the scream of searing pain, then moans of unbelievable pleasure, and then twitched before going limp. I carried her to the couch, put her between my legs reclining against me, and caressed her face while she recovered. She ran the finger blade over her nipples and. She was taller than me, by a bit, and she wore a white tank top, with navy blue running shorts, and a pair of white canvass sneakers. The look was accented with ankle high white socks. And her look was further accented by two breasts which I can only describe charitably as small, with nipples that poked against the thin white fabric, clearly with no bra in between her top and her skin.She ran with her dog up to me, as I lay on top of my bike in the sand.“Oh my god,” she said, “I am so, so. .The entire rest room was flooded, and I had to go bad. To make matters worse for some reason I was barefoot. Then I kept seeing shit flowing everywhere. When I finally found a clean stall the toilet itself was overflowing with turds everywhere!I awoke with a k** sitting next to me poking me with a tootsie role. ("Keep that up k** and I'll hurl on ya!")Then everything faded to black again . . .The metal table was cold against my skin. My hands and feet were tied up and I was wearing a.