Pain is a great therapy for yourkind of obsession. After this evening you will always look back when youare about to be reckless and you will not wish...for your husband to send youto me again because of the painful memories you are about to be given. Notonly that, I believe your husband has something planned for you later onwhen you get home. Now, do you understand how this session is going to helpyou?? ?Mmmm nnn,? Kelly mumbled. Behind the blindfold her eyes were widewith fear. ?Yeearrgghhh,?. Grapes. What the fuck are National Service personnel doing picking grapes for wineries?It used to be done by migrants, that’s what. On average, a picker can harvest between one and two tons of grapes a day. That’s hard, backbreaking work. No one goes into an employment agency and chooses to apply for a job picking grapes. The harvest finally ended a couple of weeks ago and the workers are being shuttled into orchards where orange and citrus harvests are just starting.Without the National. He stood over me, stroking his cock. I stared in amazement and lust at his cock and heavy balls just inches from my face. My body quivered and my face was frozen in a look of lustful anticipation. "Tell me what you want, Dan," he panted."Cum on my face. Oh God, cum on my face. Shoot your hot cum on me. Cover me. I want it. Please. Cum on my face. Please. Please, Mark. Please. Please." I ranted.I watched his balls pull tight to the base of his cock. His cock throbbed and jerked. His cum flew and. "I've got to talk with Amanda!" She rushed down the hall and knocked on Amanda's door. "Mandy," she called, "it's Susie. I've got to talk to you. Open up." When no sound came from within, Susie decided to let herself in anyway, figuring that Amanda was sleeping. Once inside, she found Amanda on the floor. "Mandy, wake up. Are you alright?" Amanda slowly woke up with a moan. "What a dream," she said, then noticed Susie standing in front of her. "What's up, Suz?" "You aren't going to believe.