You lick and lick me, and my moans and sighs grow louder. “I’m not going to hurt you, Hal.” You slowly work a finger into my clenching ass. It ...feels so strange, and new, and wonderful. I’m enjoying this anal experimentation much more than I thought I would. Once I get used to your finger, you try another one. It’s like trying to fuck a longneck beer bottle, you say, I need to relax some more. You start rubbing my clit, and I start to loosen up. You’ve gotten two fingers inside me, and I’m. My response to intense pain surprised me. I had read that it could lead to arousal and then an extremely intense orgasm, but I had always discounted the stories. It took me a while before another disturbing question presented itself. Why were my thoughts of the recent events clear now? What changed?"To answer this question I began looking back at the activities again, and concluded that I was being used, or worse. Again, but why? I wondered if the other women they talked about were trained the. "May I help you, Steve?" The wizard said with a weird smile. He pulled out alamp front the case between them. "I think this will serve you nicely." I don't know what I want...how could you?" He asked as he looked at the dustcovered lamp. "How much?" $7.50." I suppose cleaned up, it'll look good." The man said as he took the lamp andput his money down. He then went and took it to his apartment. He thenproceeded to take a dust cloth and began cleaning it up. Smoke rose from itand formed in a. "Hi, there," he said.He looked just like an exile from a motorcycle gang, big with large tattooed arms and even a multi coloured scarf around his head."Hi," I replied, "bit slow today?" Yep, but I don't mind," he said with a smile. "Why don't you come in and have look at my wall of fame?"I hesitated for a second then nodded, my pub lunch could wait."If I can I take a picture of each work," he explained waving at the wall covered with hundreds of Polaroid pictures."This one is great," I said.