” The intense pain was now shooting deliciously through me with each lash. After at least a dozen lashes, he moved towards my front, “Again you ...uckin’ whore” he demanded and this time the lashes went across my tits, the red marks and welts growing with each lash, “Your whore thanks you” I tried to say with each stroke, but this time the pain as it coursed through the softer tits and chest became unbearable and the words didn’t come. At least a dozen more lashes found my tits before he. Carol let out a yelp of pain as his ten inch long three inch round shaft was driven full length into her beer lubricated cunt in one push. She heard Michelle screaming "No! Don't do this to her! Let her go and I will do everything that you want!" Carol felt the full weight of the soldier pressing her body onto the hood of the humvee. Before he continued with her violation he placed his mouth by Carol's ear and said, "If you give your full attention to giving me and my buddies the best fuck of. The knots on the back of his head had a tendency to loosen and the contraption kept slipping down his face. It was a distraction that a blacksmith couldn’t afford.The next version improved on the figure eight model by attaching arms instead of loops. The arms stretched back and sat on Yren’s ears, curling slightly behind them. The contraption was better than before but a blacksmith’s face is constantly bathed in sweat; this made the thing slippery and it slipped off his nose and broke.The final. "Celia got me a nightgown and then pretended to be busy while I changed. I didn't hear her getting the couch ready, but I caught her glimpsing at me, again. Did I have a zit?When I asked her about bedclothes for the couch, she matter-of-factly said, "Oh, don't be silly! There's plenty of room to share my queen size."Groggy from the wine, we were out like lights in no time.Some time in the middle of the night, I got up to pee. So did Celia, moments after I laid back down.I drifted off and had.