Just come already. Just fucking come already!"I reveled in her approaching orgasm, but could feel I might still lose the race. My body was responding ...to hers, accelerating the pace of my climbing orgasm to keep up with her. Maybe she realized this too and decided to play her final gambit.In a flash she was half upright again, her right hand still buried in her folds, while her left shot out and snapped tight around the end of my cock.We both paused there for what seemed like an age. My face. They barely looked up as we left to go in search of a ready-made suit and a dress for mum.Our first stop was a branch of a national tailor which specializes in off the peg suits, the first one I tried on was a perfect fit. We were out again within fifteen minutes in search of a dress. That took a fair bit longer, but eventually, she came out of the changing room in a long, tight, black shift dress with a thigh length slit up one side and cut daringly low."Wow." I laughed. "You look. "And not a very good one for us."Another picture appeared on the monitors, one of a black haired womanin a slinky black catsuit, with a long red overcoat on top of it.Though Joselyn didn't recognize the woman, her costume did look alittle familiar. It took Joselyn a moment to realize that sheresembled the Sinner, a villain that she had the displeasure ofmeeting. Fortunately, the Sinner was dead. She'd seen it herself whenher uncle Edward put several bullets through him."That's the Sinner,". ” Marsha said aloud, “I only remember threecycles!” Then she said, “Two more cycles and thenfreedom. I can do this.”“Remember,” said Teasinator’s flat voice, “If you cumyou will be punished severely.”“I hope the previous punishments weren’t gently,” shethought. “But it doesn’t matter because I can hold out.” And she did. Despite what seemed like hours of teasingand torment from the Teasinator that.