Amy shoved her ass deeply into my cock, and I tweaked her nipples hard."Eric, I'm on fire! Pleasssse," she begged."Let's get to your bed," I directed....Amy grabbed my hand and literally dragged me to her bed. She snatched the covers and threw them back, heedless of where they landed. Still holding my hand, she opened her nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube, handing it back to me. She let go and then stretched out face down on the bed, spreading her legs slightly and hiking her ass up into. She slapped me couple of times because I could not sit still. When Edith finished with me I did look fantastic, super natural but super complementatory about my eyes and cheek bones. all in brownish tones and Redish brick for my lips and rubbor. ‘Go and put your fake nails while I do my self…hihihihih, I will APPLY my make up… shit I am just so fucking dirty minded even with my own fucking comments…. where is the wine????’ The more my friend talked to herself the funnier she was getting. I. If it was, then there was bound to be wire cutters in it. I scooted across the floor on my ass towards the table. What do you know - another reason to wear pantyhose. Great for sliding your ass along smooth floors.I made it over to the table easy enough. But how to get up on top of the bench? There was only one way I could think of, and it would hurt like hell. I'd need to twist my feet in the cables in such a manor so that I could stand flat-footed and rise up. I prayed there was enough slack. She bit his arm until the flesh tore, so he slapped her. She moaned and asked him to do it again. She finally wriggled out from underneath him only to turn around so that he could take her from behind, across the altar. He could see all the scars on her back, the keepsakes of that time hundreds of years ago when the men of the church had burned her on a pyre: she’d stood for three days and three nights tied to the stake as the witch hunters added more and more fuel to the blaze. Eventually they.