I am told that the pain is tremendous, but wonderful. I wouldn’t know. I am not a painslut. But XeneSusan9984 is and the pain drove her higher and h...gher and higher and higher until she was nearly out of her mind.Afterwards, she told me it was as if she had somehow united with all of the XeneSusans who had come before her. She said that for an instant the memories in her mind were somehow not just memories, but it was as if she were reliving all those lives again. “No, more than that,” she said. Do you understand?”He promised he would never shit in her face, and Lisa sighed in relief. She wasn’t sure if he would or not. Perverted though she may be, that was one thing she would not allow. There were an awful lot of things she would do, but in no way would she let him shit in her face or on her. That was carrying things too far.About noon, Lisa finally dressed.Mike sat on her bed and watched her. He had already pulled on a pair of jogging shorts and a tank top. He wore no shorts, she. I watched transfixed as she hiked up her skirt and revealed her naked pussy lightly covered in dark hair. She leaned back, took her free hand and started to slowly rub herself. I could see the glistening moisture in her slit as she widened her legs to gain better access to the swollen nub between her legs. Mesmerized, I stared at her, helplessly following her hands as she simultaneously worked me and herself. She continued to look at me, smiling occasionally but staying silent. Her chest rose. She was hugging her books in front like some kind of shield, and looking back at me as though I might be some kind of ghost myself.“Hey,” she said a little breathlessly.“Hey,” I returned. “Looks like we’re locked in.”“They just left?” she said, wrinkling her brow with a touch of outrage. “They didn’t check anyone was still here?”“If they did, they didn’t do it very well. I’m heading upstairs, there’s no signal down there,” I waggled my phone by way of explanation.She nodded, and stepped aside.