Shelly asked me if I wanted a burst of pictures as she shook her tits free. Okay! With my new camera I could take a short burst of pictures at the spe...ed of 3 pictures per second. Mekala had done her famous back flips for me on a number of occasions while I shot a five or ten second burst. Usually one very good picture appeared out the burst. Enough to make it worth while. Besides that digital camera doesnt cost me anything for the pictures that I dont print out. So as I started the burst shelly. Now I still had my bathrobe wrapped around my top and I know it was gently slipping down as she was slipping down as well, we were both sat on the bed cradling each other and I knew dam well I was getting turned on by her touch she was actually cradling one of my breasts in her mouth like a feeding piglet would. It felt so good I continued to let her feed as I sat there cradling and comforting her feeling her warm breath on my chest and the silent murmurs from her mouth I knew she was calming. Her head fell down and her body slumped.Unconscious again she was escaping the awful attack. She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.Dad, Dad. Lisa. The sweet smell of her mother’s cooking. Boots crunching in the winter snow.Buster looking out the window at the squirrels. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was real again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.BAM BAM BAM the cock was slamming into her. Deep inside. Pain was everywhere.Men were yelling at her.The cold beer drained down her. My husband didn’t order her to speak, and I suspected hewas enjoying my charge-taking performance. “Make her answer me.” “You may answer the mistress little cunt, ” I let go of her rosy, now red nipple. “He uses it when I am disobedient or when he is displeased.” I turned it over and over. “It must be excruciating.” “Yes Mistress, ” she said just above a whisper. Somehow, I think I enjoyed the sound of the title on her lips when referring to me. I got up and walked to the.