.Please fuck my tiny little pussy...Please...I want it harder... I want all of your dickkkkk inside meeeeee... Please... Pleaseeeeeeeee," I begged cry...ingly.I had no idea that a woman could feel this much pleasure from sex. "Why didn't I do this earlier," I thought to myself.Suddenly, I felt Alex started to go faster, A LOT faster. He kept thrusting so hard and so fast, my tiny tits were bouncing. I screamed on top of my lung; I couldn't take it; my pussy couldn't handle this much pleasure, this. Why was she bleeding? Did she do that to herself? And if so, why?“Yeah,” Suki replied, her voice soft and vulnerable.Dillon’s heart was beating wildly as he glanced back over at her. But she was looking down, avoiding eye contact. He wasn’t used to this soft Suki. The Suki he knew had control of every situation. She was commanding, confident, and very sure of herself. Why was she being so reserved? Taking a step forward, Dillon moved into her personal bubble. Unsure of what he was doing, but. John had taken her to the same supper club that he had the first time she'd had dinner with him, and as the last time, she was the only white person present. Most of the people she'd met the last time were there this time and the men were just as polite to her as they had been the time before. The major difference was in the treatment she received from the women. The previous time they had been cold and remote, but this time they were much friendlier. Dinner was followed by drinks and dancing. The electrician continued his work. He attached a fewsmall, barely visible devices to various places on the girl?s body.?These probes are used to measure her pleasures and pains. All the emotionsand feelings you experience in our programs are extracted from real women.That way you are able to feel what they were actually feeling. We try to makethe snuff experience as authentic as possible and try to allow you to experienceevery minute details." Bill told her while kissing her neck slightly.Then.