Your heart rate was getting faster and faster.I started at the front of your neck and worked down. I started to unbutton your blouse. With the last bu...ton undone I pulled off your blouse and let it drop. I had to stop and take a breath. Your breasts were fantastic with perfect nipples, erect and waiting to be sucked. I lowered my head and placed your nipple into my mouth. I took my teeth and started to rub and pull with each suction motion. Your eyes were closed and I could tell you were weak. Now he walked round her, her belly caught the sixth, and seventh, different angles it is true but the same area, she had groaned with each, though he wanted dearly to hear her scream. He walked on round her correcting and selecting his aim, each stroke laid on with precise powerful swings, each adding just a little to her cries as the skin became redder and more tender, each lash accompanied by the counting off the strokes, by the chorus line of Fred and Pam precise, clipped, their eyes never. 'So you're having fun! O.K., I agree, we can't rush these things but she's further along the line than I expected. What about their faces? Does Frank know he was on camera, eh?'John shook his head 'I think Sam can arrange to shade out the faces. It's done on Television, isn't it, Sam?''Yes, it's not difficult, but you need to see the girl, her expression is the major attraction. First, we want more tapes like that. Can do?' he looked at John who nodded, happy with the obvious pleasure he had. ..it came off...." He did not know why, but he felt guilty, and nervous for a response. He had to wait for twelve brutally slow minutes."Not good, Charlie." He recoiled in shame at his real name being used. "I kept yours on me, and you should have done the same." Sorry! I didn't think it would be a big deal!"Another seven-minute wait. Then: "Too late. Get a goddamn marker." A marker?!"Haha good one." Not a fucking joke." Sam had never seemed so frustrated at him, and he had no idea why he was.