Her back, initially slightly raised from the rack by the hoist, was again fully flat, though her tits were now fully stretched. She had tried, several...times, to lift herself to ease the pressure, but to no avail, and each time she had tried, the skewer had shifted slightly, renewing the pain in her nipples.At one stage she fell asleep, the silence of the cellar lulling her into a dream filled sleep. But not the nice dreams she usually had, these were nightmares filled with pain and anguish.The. These balls had a littlemagnet on them and were help in place by a second magnet. Because thesecond magnet could not be seen behind my earlobe, it looked like I hadpierced ears.We had just barely finished getting me ready when the doorbell rang. As Iopened the door, there he stood. It was Steve and before I could sayanything, my heart started to pound away under my bra. He was so handsomein his Dockers and polo shirt. When he saw me, his eyes got so wide withsurprise.With a little coy smile I. I moaned and slathered my lips as she continued to watch me react to the thrills. After another minute, she pushed her lips down on my pecker a bit more. That only made me shake even more, and I moved my hands all over the back of her head, neck, shoulders, and her back too.I wanted to feel her badly. I couldn't see her in that position, but it didn't matter. We connected as father and daughter so much more in the past twenty minutes than we had through the first nineteen years.I felt so good. " One time, and only because Jazz was there. There's fish in that water.And worse."Kinny chuckled. "There's no fish in the pool." How do you know?"Kinny stopped. "You're afraid of water." I am not afraid of water. Mix it with bourbon. It's fine."Kinny grinned. "Finally. Something I do better than you." He floated onhis back. Looked down at his boobs. His nipples were hard, clearlyvisible under the sports skin. Kinny looked at his toes. He stillwasn't used to painting his nails. Kinny grunted..