I was really enjoying having her tits rubbed all over me as she cut away. We chatted about her kids and my only kid and that her ex-husband was not in...the picture. I noticed her leaving her breasts on me longer and longer. I looked around the room to see if anyone could see us and no one could. I pulled a hand out from under the cape and simply put it on her hip to see if she would move away. Ashley looked me in the eyes and smiled. I moved my hand between her legs and started gently rubbing. Once vertical, she was panting and her arms were tiring and she slid down the post further impaling her body on the hook. She had seen this before and knew that the hook would penetrate her for a foot to a foot and a half. She knew that she would eventually be out of her mind with pain and lightheaded from blood loss and lack of oxygen.Relaxing her arms had two effects. First, she was further impaled upon the hook. The second was that she couldn't breathe because her chest was compressed. She. I was relieved. If it hadn’t been for studying, I’d have been in the chair wrapped in a blanket long ago. Amanda brought a handful of notes and crawled into my lap. I flipped the blanket over us and then wrapped my right arm around her putting my hand on—bare skin! I jerked away.“I’m sorry, Amanda!” I said. “I didn’t mean to ... I mean ... your sweatshirt rode up a little, I think.”“Yeah. That’s fine. Don’t panic. It’s just epidermis. Your hand is warmer than my hoodie anyway,” she said. She. She knew. There were two of her staring at me though. It looked weird. I shook my head and then there was only one Amy again. Then there were two again. I squinted. My eyes. Something wrong with my eyes. Maybe this was a delusion! Maybe ... I looked again, and saw a cloud of flesh, surrounding Charlotte. I saw her cum-smeared hand pull another guy from the crowd and guide him between her thighs. He entered her, grinned, chuckled at the pleasure of it."So fuckin' tight! Oh my god!" he said."Like.