Her small hard tits had the most responsive of nipples and Jim loved to see the pleasure-pain on her face when he gnawed and nibbled on them, the flus... of scarlet across her chest as her body responded to his ministrations. Her ass was small, two incredibly firm white globes that reddened beautifully when spanked or squeezed hard in Jim’s big hands. But in all his years, in all the women Jim had enjoyed, he had never met anything that compared to the magic of Nancy’s incredible cunt.Nancy’s. You don?t want that, do you, B?" No!" he whined fearfully. "No, no, nononononono, I...I don?t...MissPierson. Please..."Cassandra released his chin and then rubbed her hand along her cheek,her glare becoming half-lidded. "I thought not."The warm feeling that had manifested where the Tear Duct hadpenetrated his head, spreading one of the nefarious Cresswell formulasunto his brain, slowly became a dull throbbing similar to a mildmigraine headache. Donnie?s eyes began to flutter a bit as. Never had she expected Jason would give her the Street Hawk; even riding a motorcycle herself hadn't been something she thought she could do. But he thought she could do it, in fact, needed to do it -- and today he was being proved right. Just this simple ride was proving once again that he thought she was more than she thought she could be.How many times over the years had Jason taken her by the hand, showed her the way, pushed her just a little to be something more than she was? Countless. She knows she will go on, that this will not be the day he finishes her off, that this will not be the day she goes to her eternal slumber. She knows what she must do. She must end this all, she must leave and get away. But he will come looking for her, he will try to disrupt any semblance of normalcy she can make for herself. Suddenly she is back in the present. The loving arms are again around her, this time, though, they are not those of an angel, but those of the One she loves, One.