Michael, the biggest man, beat the fuck out of me another time; laid me out, punched and kicked my balls hard over and over. When he knew I was vanqui...shed he tossed me onto his bed and fucked me hard and rough while he told me felt bad for the beating and how much he cared for me. Michael lay down in bed with me and cuddled me till morning. I replayed Michael beating me over and over while thinking how he got the best of me. It aroused me to recall the beating and Michael pummeling my balls,. The camera was mine but the lens was on loan and expensive. Quite how expensive I am not sure but Dad had made sure that Mum did not find out the price and had looked almost as nervous as I did as I left the house with it in my bag. Once in use in the Cascade Mountains, the lens quickly proved its worth. In the days before digital when film was still king what made the difference was not the camera but the lens. And in its day the 100-300mm Nikkor was a very good lens indeed. From a given. Kept my thumb working my clit anyway. My hips were moving with my massage and finger fucking. It was close.Finally, I came. Came hard. I whimpered as my hand kept working. My whole body shook at waves of orgasm overcame me. I was determined to keep going. My clit literally hurt as I stopped massaging it. My fingers stayed inside my cunt though and continued fucking me despite my hips bucking raw against them. My sheets were soaked underneath my ass.After a few minutes my clit took more. Normally I would let her cum here, but I’d decided that I would make her pay for teasing me, so instead, I give one last slow pull on the vibrator, remove it from between her legs and let go. Sure enough, the sensation had completely enveloped her body, and being unable to stand on her legs, she drops to the floor. She looks up at me, a look of disappointed need etched across her face as if I had just taken her favourite toy from her. Well, in fact, I had. She looks up into my eyes, and I look.