She had drawn his late wife behind the counter holding out a cone, offering it to the person that was looking at the drawing. She had looked at the pi...cture that her elderly friend had hanging in the back of him and his wife and drawn it from memory.The old man ran his fingers over the figures for many minutes, and then looked up to her. "Ahhh... Missy, you bring joy to this old man's heart. I will always remember the sunshine you bring to my place. You give me a very special gift. I will. He held up the needle for her to see. Her eyes widened and her body started to shake in fear. I coudlnt help but notice how fucking hot she looked, trembling at the sight of something so small as a needle in the hands of a man who was going to be utterly ruthless to her. Fergus carefully pried her asscheeks open, delicately wedging it in lengthwise so each cheek had a sharp end in it - Not terribly uncomfortable so long as she didnt clench. She would hardly have felt any discomfort. With the. As we were going out the door, Tracy phoned her dad and told him she might be staying over again. Grabbing our bags and purses we headed for the car.We drove the couple of miles to my local pub, The Royal Oak in next to no time. Having ascertained what they wanted to drink, I sent them both off to a corner booth. Because of her age, Tracy had to make do with a coke while I got a gin and tonic for Ellie and I had vodka and orange, several packets of crisps and nuts completed my order. I settled. He toyed with my clit as I kissed Phil. My pussy was starting to get wet as he toyed with my clit. Phil broke our kiss as he slipped his hand down onto my other thigh. I think you got my slut wet, John said to Phil. My eyes went closed as I felt Phil running his long fingers down my thigh. He tickled my thigh as he worked his fingers to my pussy. My pussy lips parted as I spread my legs even more giving them both access to my hole. John was rubbing my clit as I felt Phil slipping one of his.