Looking around I saw Brenda roll up her blouse sleeve and lube her hand, Brenda's face beamed suggestively, Brenda then placed her elbow on the dinnin... room table, with her lubed fist pointing up.My girl friend then held me tight around my chest below my tits, I felt her warm breath as she kissed the nape of my neck and slowly eased me down onto Brenda's clenched fist, Brenda's fist is huge. Brenda's works on a farm, doing all the jobs that a man can do, it matter little how much lube she uses. It hurt. It stung like hell, but I wasn't scared. I knew it would hurt and I knew how much it would hurt. I let the pain flow through me and didn't cry. As long as I didn't let the pain "get to me", I was OK. I wouldn't panic. The terror wouldn't set in. I could take it... and I wouldn't humiliate myself.That was the problem. For them, the whole point of the spanking was to get me to cry - to scream and beg for mercy. In their minds, I was supposed to humiliate myself. Somehow, I had hoped that. He silently pushed Diane back in her chair, and placed her hands behind her head. He took one of the prepared syringes, roughly massaged her nipple, and pushed the sharp needle deep into her breast. She shook with pleasure. Her wetness between her legs was overwhelming. The doctor repeated the same procedure with her other nipple, and drove the second syringe deep into her other breast. She almost climaxed right then and there.She was beside herself with ecstasy, but all the while puzzled. Ashok was more than happy to see her pussy once again. He slithered between her legs and kissed her pussy before spreading the labia with his fingers. He found her inner wet skin fascinating. His tongue rolled on her clit and licked her wet insides.Ashok felt like he was giving Savita the utmost pleasure possible. But Savita didn’t feel the same. “Alex and Govinda are so much better at this,” Savita thought as she locked her legs behind Ashok. She pushed his face deeper into her pussy,.