Now 3 of her fingers were moving inside my asshole as she pulled and pinched my nipples really hard with her free hand. I cried in pain and pleasure. ...It was something I had never felt before in my life. As I cried louder, she went harder.Suddenly, she stopped and I felt like maybe now I have succeded in pleasing her. Her fingers came out of my asshole and I could feel her moving away. I could hear her go out of the room and then come back a while later as I stood tied to the window grill.She. “Mmmhummm, suck me baby, you suck me so good,” he moaned. I pushed his shirt up, running my hand over his chest to lightly play with his nipple while my other hand played with his balls. I looked up while still sucking his cock, and I thought to myself, "damn, he’s sexy." His head is thrown back and his shoulders were braced against the wall. His right hand was in my hair and the left was in a fist pressing into the wall. He opened his eyes; his bright blues met my brown and his thighs started. So was the 410 gauge stainless steel derringer inside my purse. Unfortunately, I would have to leave the pistol inside the locked car. There would likely be a search at the door with one of those cute hand wands and my handbag would also likely be opened.The thing they were most unlikely to catch in their security scan was my new toy. It did not come from the geniuses at the farm, oh hell no, I had found it on line. I have no idea what possible everyday, real world use could be made of a hair. ”“Okay. I should have that in a few minutes. Do you have the time to pour the necessary milk?”She glanced at the pot for the caramel. “Yeah. Half a cup, right?”“Correct. After I’ve got this melting, what should I do next?”“Start measuring the dry ingredients for the batter. I can keep an eye on both pots once their thermometers are in.”Is she still dressed?Yeah. At this rate, she’ll be stuck in the Program at least a month.Emanuel poured more chopped chocolate into its measuring cup. Just a.