The hours of her weight pulling at the muscles and ligaments holding the shoulder joints together taxed them to their limits. Shortly after she had lo...wered herself into the hanging position for what seemed to her like the millionth time, she felt the joint give way and the right arm pop out of its socket. Tyra screamed at the horrible pain as her body tilted and her shoulder assumed an odd angle. She thrashed wildly as she tried to raise herself back up onto her feet. She groaned and cried out. It’s not just been one way. You’re the one that turned me into the sexy slut that I am.”“Thank God for sexy sluts,” Carl hugs me tight, and my cunt hugs his cock again.We talk in this position for hours before we fall asleep, his cock stays deep and hard inside, and it’s exquisite. I’ve accused Carl of making himself his favorite topic, but I’ve never heard him talk about himself like this before. It’s his true, inner self, the self he fears, the self he’s dedicated his life to trying to. These were quickly removed and Anna gave out a deep moan closing her eyes as she felt Shirley's breath on her mound. Shirley was soon flicking her tongue across my wife's clit as she bucked her hips. As she pushed her face further into my wife's pussy I could sense her orgasm was near and so could Shirley. Anna was arching her back and filling the room with loud moans of pleasure before ... BANG! She came on Shirley’s tongue, thrusting her hips into her face. As soon as she came down from her. “Is this okay with you?” She asked.“Yeah…yes, it is.” I stumbled.“Good, then proceed.”Part of my theory had come true. I decided to test the other part. I started to work on her thighs and I spent more time on the inside of her thighs. Her moans increased in quantity and volume. As I worked my way up, I got closer and closer to the forbidden area. She didn’t say anything as I reached parts that I hadn’t reached before. I figured I was allowed to touch all of her skin that was bare, so I made it.