"Dealers might come and go all night, but they would never invest in a room." Then what the fuck are we doing here?" she asked."We are here because yo... wanted to experience life. This honey is a part of life." I explained."Sylvia you are crazy, but if you swear I'll be safe. I will stay," she said."You will be fine," I said. Since I couldn't control other people, I hoped I was telling her the truth. After we unpacked. we went in search of a slightly late lunch. We found a downtown cafe.While. Karen winced again. Dieter then gave the chain a short tug. “Ouch! That hurts!” she said. “This is your introduction to pleasure-pain. Soon you will associate the two, perhaps to the point of needing both or getting neither.” He returned his hand to her crotch, rubbing her clit with his thumb as he re-introduced his middle finger into her lust dampened slit. Soon, he was plunging two fingers deep into her cunt, making her moan, as she arched her hips to give him deeper access. Slowly the. "I was gratified at how fast you moved, to grab him by the hair and tug him off me, even as he struggled to take my whole cock in his mouth. The lust in your voice as you spoke was just exquisite:"You little prick, you heard him - I want his cum tonight, he's just the cock I need, and you can just fucking watch and learn."I laughed as he rolled back from me, still not saying a word, tears starting to roll down his face. With one hand, I rolled you off me, so that you landed on your back, head. Maggie was standing under her mother, at the spot where she can look up her mother’s dress, when Bart said to his mother; `` Mom, I need the bathroom as I need to pee.” Marge said; ``Honey, I love you to be here…but I have something instead.” Marge rushed to kitchen and came back with a large metal bowl container. Marge said; ``Honey, pee into this.” Marge held her son tight as he peed as hard as he can. Marge slid her hands under Bart’s jacket and around his waist. She and Bart kissed.