Letting His thumb graze over the blemish in her skin. "still hurt little one" His voice surprisingly gentle. His mind casting back to the sharp knife ...that had held her breast high, piercing her flesh as He had forced a dildo between her parted lips, masturbating violently as she gagged on the large toy.Her response to this simple question would, she knew set the tone for the evening. To reply that yes it still hurt would push Him to punish the wound more. Creating deep within her true searing. I was surprised, but I knew I was ready, due to his persistence. So I gave in. I was sacred, nervous, uncomfortable, but exhilarated, happy, excited, and curious. I actually found myself looking forward to it. I was overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure and the romantic moment. I sent him out of the room, then I stripped my way up the stairs, leaving a boot at the foot of the stairs, another boot a couple of steps up, my dress a couple of steps after that, my pantyhose a step up from there, my bra. They even in the backrest, and a pair of puddles on the floor.Look at wc as dotted, and extended my finger to touch a drop.Without thinking much closer to the face, smelled very intense. I knew I was out of theand excited me a lot. That acid taste and a bitter point ... Mmm the taste of "old stock"I slid my tongue along the edge with your eyes closed and was noticing every drop to get a drink.Finally I was like a dog licking everything.And so every day I refreshed without knowing that he was. He was a tall lanky guy with red hair, somewhat younger than the others. At bedtime we went into his tent and stripped off our clothes to bare nakedness and got into the sleeping bag. I noticed his cock was long and slender, surrounded by red hair. We kissed a bit and played with each other’s cocks and became quite horny. Jim instructed me to get on my hands and knees. I heard him open a jar, felt him spread my ass cheeks apart and smear some sort of stuff around and in my ass hole. I felt him.