Just like you love the humiliating things I do to you but prefer to be tied up. That way you can pretend that you're being forced to get whipped or f...cked or whatever. In this case, you're going to get every single clothespin put on some sensitive part of your body.The blindfold went around your head first. You once told me that the reason you liked to tape our sessions was that you loved to be blindfolded but still wanted to see. That men are more visual than women. Whatever. I love to. ................ just as your about to cum u pull out and push me to my knees and tell me to suck u off and take all ur cum in my mouth so i carry on sucking u off and u cum in my mouth and im just about to spit it but u stop me and look into my eyes and ask me if ill swallow i look at u and u see me swallow u help me stand up and laugh at my face im pulling u kiss me slowly and say thank you we sort ourselves out u take my hand and we carry on walking and find somewhere to sit and cuddle u. Misshaped entrances. Dripping. Blood or sperm or tears. The breasts looked like mastectomies. The pussies, he didn’t figure out. Double exposure or manipulations of some kind. It didn’t matter. They were mesmerizing. Powerful. Memorable.He heard the two argue, and Maxine reassure her lover. “I love all of you, inside and out. Your art made me happy, because I didn’t want to lie to seduce you, and I didn’t have to.”Silence. Kisses he imagined. Then he felt Caroline behind him.“You really are. And you're both going to get thirty tonight. Is that clear?"As he said this, all three sets of eyes popped wide open. Laura and Lana looked like they wanted to say something, but couldn't think of what."Alright. Let's begin. Lana, step over here in front of me."Lana looked at both her roommates, almost as if she expected them to jump to her defense, but they just looked back at her. She slowly stood up and slowly walked over to Pete. She was wearing jeans and a T-shirt. Pete reached up to her.