She quit singing and began howling and I was once again thankful there was no full moon. The tweaking did cause this writhing brunette to begin yankin... my hair out in clumps like reenacting a 3 Stooges routine. But playing through the pain my tongue began its thorough search for her emerging pearl only to be deterred when an oyster clamped down on my nose. This was not as romantic as I had hoped.Howling like something from "The Howling" I leaped from bed, did a dance so feverish storm clouds. "No!" I shout in his ear and lick his salty cheek. He laughs and turns his head, grabbing my tongue into his mouth, sucking on it. I move away from him and start to kiss his chin, then his neck and finally I licked his hard, powerful, salty, sweaty pecs. He groans and tries to pull off his jersey from me, but I pull it back down. "Fuck me in your jersey" I pleaded but he yanks it off. He grabs my boobs for a second before going into his bag behind him, pulling out his other jersey, his dirty. "Yeah, wow," Cassie repeated, still leaning heavily against the wall. It wasn't cold any longer, having warmed steadily by her body heat. She had the urge to just slide down the wall and plop on her butt."I think we're going to need some vitamins if we keep up this rate," he laughed, moving back under the shower head."And a tank of oxygen," she added, enjoying the play of muscles in his chest as he began to wash off the sweat they'd just created.He only laughed again and smiled his affection. Bags and removed them from Don. The tormentor told him that his first session was completed, and that tomorrow Morning he would get #2, then on Sunday, number 3 would finish the sessions needed for now. He redressed, and with him, they walked to the barn to check on the ladies. Don told the tormentor that he had a strange feeling of growing in his groin. The tormentor told him that he was correct, his testicles would double in size shortly, and that his cock would follow over the next few days..