I knew he would want to leave them on long enough to enjoy the feel against his balls when he moved, and to feel the satin rubbing against his cock wh...ile I was moving against him, but it was nearly torture. I wanted to suck him so badly I could literally almost taste him. All I wanted to do was rip his cock free of the panties and grind my face into his pelvis until I tasted gallons of yummy cum.Instead I tortured myself by running my hand, and then my fingernails, up and down the length of his. Her chest was thrust out as she arched her back, again wincing for the pain caused by tensing her muscles.Returning to where Becca was waiting, James swabbed the side of her left buttock with an antiseptic wipe and inserted the needle injecting her with the content of the syringe. Becca watched James as he walked to the table then gasped as he returned with the syringe. Becca didn't know what to do and was concerned as to why he would inject her with something. There was no chance for her to. Since it was dark she said to her husband who was half awakener i am feeling sleepy i will go to the last seat as it is empty for that the husband was so happy and in return he said if you go first i will be more comfortable and can have a good sleep, during this whole conversation my hand was playing with her nipples she stood up i release my hand she came next to me kissed on my forehead and lips and told to come back as i was scared she pulled me to the last seat.when i went along with her. I floated along on my magic carpet through the crowds of shoppers in the city centre. A group of teenage girls, taking up the whole pavement as teenagers do, came strolling towards me. I thought I recognised one of them and stretched out my arms in preparation for a group hug.They were absolute strangers and parted like the Red Sea with comments like, 'wanker, pervert,' and 'it takes all sorts.' Words that reminded me of my unhappy high school years.Words that told me of what a sin it was to be.