Does that hurt?" His right hand squeezed her left breast while his lips teased her right nipple.Panting, but clearly not in pain, Katie answered. "Sir... No, sir, that doesn't hurt. But, sir, it is doing strange things to my body. Would you please just untie me?"His eyes sparkling in the moonlight, Mike moved back just a little, so he could look at his beautiful wife. She could see the pleasure in his face and it made her body tingle even more than the touching and kissing on her breasts had.. She couldeasily have handled a college curriculum but chose to work with hairbecause she loved the work and knew she could someday build a successfulsalon of her own. They found a commonality in so many areas: books, food, movies, music...Somewhere during the night, they realized that they were falling inlove.The romance continued while they spent every hour possible together atSandi's small apartment. Sandi graduated but was always attendingseminars to expand her knowledge. He would let her. Then he grabbed her full tits and squeezed them hard and rough. He had a fondness for large tits and all his slaves were size D or larger. He pinched each nipple as his mouth covered them and then he bit the side of one of her tits leaving a deep bite mark next to old scars where he had bit previously. He always left his mark on tits cunt and ass during his sessions with the slaves.He ran his hand down to her pussy and spread her pussy lips and felt her clit and now twisted it hard. He put four. He’d died before they could free him. ‘Clunk-Click, every trip,’ observed John. ‘You think if he’d been wearing his seatbelt…?’ Simon asked. Both firemen felt a little depressed, they always did when fatalities were involved. ‘Probably. Too late now.’ They logged off their shift and left the station. John quietly asked, ‘Pub?’ and Simon simply nodded. ‘You get used to it, you know,’ John told him as they walked the hundred yards down the road to the Cross Keys, the local pub where most of the.