He could seethe pain in her eyes as be bent down to kiss them and massage each nipple withhis tongue. He then moved to her face, and kissed away her t...ears. She would never want to admit that she loved the way that the clamps felton her breasts. She loved the way they pulled. The hard pull felt so good,although she can't describe the pleasure that she felt, how she loved the gripthat held so tightly on her sore breasts. But she didn't dare say a word. Bitingher lip, she didn't want him to know. . the answer is no." But you've done ... that ... before." Yes," he admitted."Is that why you put your mouth on my..." She didn't finish, but her hands rose to cover both breasts."I did that?"She nodded, and then looked alarmed. "Is that normal? What does it mean? I never heard of anything like that before!" Did I ... suck?"He got a wide-elfin-eyed nod."It's normal," he said. "Things got kind of crazy and I honestly don't remember a lot of what happened. Like I said, it was an overwhelming. “But that’s because you’re one of my best friends. And if it was eating at you that much, I couldn’t let you suffer.”“Thanks.” He said, leaning in and kissing me on the cheek. “Now did you want me to get you off before losing my virginity?” I asked.“Nah, Heather will probably have that covered,” I said as I handed him the condoms.He took the condoms and we walked out to the living room. Heather pulled Scott’s cock out of her mouth.“Holy shit, I’m about to burst,” Scott said.“That was fast,”. He seems to have a special knack."Suzanne nodded at that. "I didn't say he's ONLY the facilitator. He's the key to all this, definitely! He makes it all work."Then Suzanne vaguely alluded to the questionable medical diagnosis and unethical treatment plan. "You of all people know exactly how this all got started. I can't believe how smoothly and quickly things have developed since then. That's another constant 'pinch me, I'm dreaming' thing for me. And that's mostly due to him. Not only smoothly.