Grabbing and pinching them hard. They were already red and extra firm from the ropes, they were also extra sensitive too. When they started slapping m...y tits I cried out in pain on the huge cock in my mouth. Then another surge of pain raced through me when the woman finally got her entire fist inside my pussy. She began fist fucking me hard, like she was training for a boxing match. My pussy had never been so stretched out. Then there was a tongue on my clit and I nearly passed out from mixture. It's the best way, I understand. Oh yes, I have a lot of memories already down on tape." I... I see..." Sylvie stammered.Frank was thinking about how well his book was going. The Cassidys had been his life, and he knew more about them than about anything on earth. It would be splendid to have that fact acknowledged. He would become a celebrity in his own right."There's already a columnist fellow who says he'd be interested in helping me get the book published," Frank said quietly. He was. I could tell he liked my touch because he moaned with ecstasy at my grip."You are so good, baby," he said. "I hope this isn't a one-time thing." It better not be!" I cried, "sex will never be the same after this. Everything will seem so below-average," I laughed. Jared laughed too."You're even funny when I'm fucking your brains out. How are you this perfect?" Don't stop, Mr. Little. Please don't stop," I moaned.I was on the brink of orgasm again and Jared could tell. He began thrusting faster. Ugh, let’s just call it a day.”“We just got here, do we go too?” There was a new batch of world-class male pornstars with cocks as thick as Coke cans who were brought in to help Candy remember the face of painal.“No way,” Candy’s manager told them, “cameras or no cameras, I already paid you to fuck, so fuck. And practice your choking skills. If you kill her, use those paddles over there. 1-2-3 clear; it’s not rocket science.”Day 9, take 835.“Cut.”Candy was never conscious to hear those words.