Her waist was slim and so nicely shaped. I pushed the nightie up as my hands went up to her breasts. She gasped loudly. I kneaded the flesh, then m...ved my fingers up to lightly pinch her nipples. Within a few seconds she had an orgasm."UH! OH! UM! Oh, YEAH! UH UH UH!" Her hands pulled my head hard into her pelvis, making it hard to breathe, let alone continue using my hands on her. Finally she calmed down and I sat back up. I pulled her to a sitting position and started pulling her. “Gladly Slut.” John said as he slapped my ass again. Now I had always thought of the word slut being negative. But being called a slut during sex seemed right. So I went along with it. “Fuck yes, just like that fuck me like the little slut I am!” I screamed out. “Mmmmm I love it when you talk dirty Sam.” John said continuing to pound my pussy. John's pace started quickening as he used his right to grab my hair, pull my head back, nearly standing me straight up as, and used it to thrust right. ”“Mrs. Harmony, you know that I cannot do that. There are two individuals in this room whom I do not know; therefore, I don’t know if I can trust them.”“I don’t care, Mr. Sponski. (Mom knew his name from the previous meeting.) Either you lay out the specifics of what you want me to pay for or get out of my office and stop wasting my time. Those two individuals are trusted employees of my firm, and they will not talk out of turn. I can swear to that.”“That was not the original purpose of this. Of course, she retaliates with sharp steel of her own. So we move back and forth for a while, enjoying the other’s pain and then being hurt in return. In the end, we both must have at least 20 needles in each nipple. We stop because we’ve run out of places to put them.But then again there’s all that tit-meat, so we continue right there. Ouch. Gods, my nipples are two white-hot points of agony and my breasts are pulsating in tune with my heartbeat, it’s so hot thinking how Anna must suffer.