The blood rushed back into my nipple, sending waves of pain into that little spot. His mouth was right there to surround it and suck on it, drawing th... blood back in faster and mixing the feeling of pain with the thrill of delight. He sucked on it until my body relaxed under him. He moved to the right nipple and did exactly the same. Oh, the pain was bad when he removed the clamp, but that was very soon replaced with the drawing pleasure I felt as he sucked it deep into his mouth. He squeezed. It still hurt– a lot– as that giant sausage filled up my love tunnel. I gasped loudly and then suddenly started screaming, “No! No! No! No!” as I realized what would come next.Tweedledee, who had been holding me, now moved forward and pushed his prick up against my ass. I was impaled on Tweedledum’s giant prick. I was almost being crushed between Tweedledee and Tweedledum’s huge bellies. And as soon as Tweedledee could get his prick lined up with my asshole, I was about to be stretched and torn. The girls never objected because he was decent at it now, and they usually ended up having a quick fuck in the shower when he finished.Vivi climbed in as I supported Marta though her climax and Rebeca crawled in behind her. I was happy to see Rebeca rub against Vivi’s leg and smile as Vivi reached down to pet her. It seemed she was comfortable with her new sisters touching her once Gianna got her to accept them. I would talk to Gianna about letting the others pet her more and getting Rebeca to. Yet the only voice up there was mine. The rest would look out for number one. And now I’m just a tangle of rage. Too incensed to feel a heroine. Too trembling to hold a fucking ciggy between my lips. They better not come near me. Friday, 1pm I’m home. It’s been a blur of tubes and buses. I’ve been somewhere between stunned and comatose all the way. I want my flat more than anything, but at the same time I don’t care if I get there or not. At least I won’t playing this godawful London.