A few moments later she was nakedbefore me. Her breasts were not large, but were perfectly formed. I wasjealous and wished I had tits like them. She t...ld me to lie on the bed,still fully dressed even still wearing my heels. She pulled down myknickers and fondled my cock. "Not very big, but at least it's hard!" shelaughed.I could tell that she was feeling really horny because when she straddledme, her cunt was hot and juicy and easily swallowed my cock. I fondledher lovely tits as she rode my. “Oh Jesus,” I whispered and finally opened my eyes. I suppose it shouldn’t have surprised my, but, there he was standing with his trousers round his ankles and a hard-on in his hands. Not nearly as big as mine, but sizable and real all the same. Pink glistening and twitching. My eyes went wide and I pushed that dildo deeper into my pussy; but now, I had locked my eyes on his as I started to fuck myself in earnest. With every thrust, I pushed more of that enormous dildo into my dripping snatch.. More weights were added, and the wire pulled her poor clit out further, the tip red and throbbing. More weight again, and this time she thought he might rip the poor thing off.But he stopped. Jess could see her most sensitive point stretched out from her body and lying on the wood of the Judas Cradle. She moaned and cried like an animal, her body shaking uncontrollably. Then, from out of the darkness, the Man produced a hammer and a nail. He held them up in front of Jess's eyes so she could get. Can’t do that, missing a man. Can’t do that, missing a woman. Can’t do that, missing a squad of Marines led by Nacho Vidal. Can’t do that, missing kit. Can’t do that, because it’s fucking disgusting to me, and I’d probably have to take a vomit break (but hey, if it works for you, why not!)All I had left in my spontaneous bag of tricks were pens (not to be used as certain applications leave ink marks - kind of their point in life - and we didn’t talk about that), my laptop (that won’t fit.