Angel got up and walked over to me. She unlocked the harness and took it off. My cock looked like a sausage. It was all covered with blood. Funny, I h...dn’t noticed any additional pain. Angel left the room, and returned with some cloth. After all the blood was wiped up, you could see all the pinholes in my cock. Sandy got some baby oil, and put it on her left palm. She lit another cigarette, got back on the box, and started masturbating me. The baby oil stung a little on my cock at first, but. He’d be lucky if his cock even got hard anymore, and I am not about to find out anytime soon.I stomped slowly down the steps. I walked over to the sofa bed, and Sal was busy with the disc changer. I said, “Sal, I had it set up to run the next movie; all you needed to do was click ‘next’ on the remote.”“You know, Aunt Denise, that I’m not too good with technology. So I tried to do that, but it went to the 5th disc, and a dirty movie began playing. You didn’t bring that, along, did you?”“No, I. He hada strong hatred for both men which only grew as he learned more and moreabout what they had done.Brady slept much of the day but was feeling clearer and clearer eachtime she awoke. By that evening, she was able to see the results of herself-mutilation and shed a tear over what she had done to herself. Itwas what she hated to see: a big cut, blood, and stitches. She felt sickover what she had done.Richard waited for the nurse to finish and explained to her, "You aregoing to be eligible for. I’m so intent on trying to pick you out of the 40 people who file out of the plane that I’ve not noticed the band set up behind the receiving area until they break into a rousing rendition of ‘Cecilia’ using timpani and steel drums. Looking back at the band for a bit, I enjoy the music and start to sway, losing my inhibitions and self-conscious manner in the beautiful music floating through the steamy tropical air. This truly is an assault on my senses, and I intend to enjoy every moment of it..