Help me get off now. Please.One time it got so bad I yelled at him: “I need to be fucked. I need something anything inside my pussy fucking me. I’... going insane from wanting to cum Mark help me for God sakes.”I shoved two of my own fingers into my cunt and began to fuck it. He stopped me and rubbed my hand over my bald pussy. It felt so different. But he didn’t help me get off. He said: “Shaving the soft lips is the more difficult, and I have to take my time and you’ll get great results. You. I sat on a small sofa across the room and watched the two of them talk. John started off. "So tell me what has brought you up to this point." Jose began with the same story she had told me the day before. John just sat there and took notes, nodding his head and making agreeing noises every so often. I was starting to get bored. I had heard the story already, and each time I still wasn't any closer to buying it. Finally she finished. John then asked her some basic questions about her. God, you’re so open for me - your punished pussy open for my mouth, eager for my tongue, which I give, slowly, up and down. Then push in. Then up and circle your clit. Then as your hands hold your legs wide, mine hold your lips and I’m fucking you with my tongue, jabbing it in and out, changing the pace, infuriating you with my inconsistent rhythm yet still edging you higher. When my fingers mash your clit, you’re not sure if it’s pain or pleasure but you don’t care, only for whatever is going. “Behind you!” Jake shouted.Selina turned to see the thug she had just thrown charging her position. Rather than worry, she calmly reached for her belt and pulled out a set of bolas, tossing them with precision around the man’s ankles. He went down hard, whacking his head on a pipe as he landed on the rooftop. By now, the last two thugs had recovered and made it around Selina’s caltrops. Rather than engage alongside Jake, Selina leaped over their heads, kicking them each in the back to stun them.