The rest was a seemingly endless list of ways to torture or degrade herself. She put on the headphones before she tied herself up for the night and le... it run all night effectively brainwashing herself. Not that it was really necessary, but she felt as if it gave her a finishing touch. Dreams of men whipping or caning her came to her every night, of being humiliated in public or literarily be trampled on. Every morning Susan got up hot and horny in a large pool f her own cunt juice.Susan put. I’m on call most of the time but not a lot happens. Hanging around the house one day and I get a call for a job. Not well prepared for work because I’m the new guy I didn’t think anything of it for lunch. The job I got a call for ended up being a bad one, long hours for a few days. As lunch time rolled around all the guys are talking about what they are going to do. Most of them said something about pizza but didn’t want to leave the job because the parts man could come by anytime. Given I. Two hours later I was greeted by my favorite aunt. She smiled at me knowingly, I could see in her eyes that she felt sad about something. She hugged me for a long time and said she was so glad that I was staying with her for the entire summer. I was too.On the ride to her house, we talked about everything that had been happening in our lives. Well almost everything. I didn't tell her that I had discovered masturbation the year before with two of my friends while we peeked into my neighbors. " I'm looking forward to it."A stream of her squirt fluid had run down the side of the bike and baked onto the exhaust pipe (see pic). I smiled and shook my head and said, "Now that's a new one. I'd never heard bikers say they've had cum burned onto their pipes. It'll clean up but that's our souvenir for the trip."The convention was at the Canaan Valley resort. Jenn really enjoyed riding the mountains. The rooms and accommodations were very nice. The dining room had one wall in glass.