Lucien’s lips caressed hers and his tongue darted into her mouth. She tried to catch it with her own. They rolled on the bed, laughing and wrestling..., each trying to get on top of the other. Vera was out of breath and giggling furiously when Lucien finally got her pinned. She tried to push him away and wriggle free. ‘Oh no you don’t!’ he laughed and grabbed her wrists, holding them down on the bed on either side of her head. She smiled up at him, her hips pinned to the bed under his weight.. .....oh.. my gawd...i'm close... plz give some more quick strokes......yes... yes....ohh...yessss...!!!!! and i guess....no i' was sure ...she came and her whole body tensed and she fell on the bed and my cousin didn't let his cock out of her pussy...and he continued fucking her as she quickly raise her ass in air to have better access to my cousin while lying in bed and her face down in the cushions. Then he said "ohh... aunty...i'm gonnu cum".... she screamed "cum deep in me" and i cud see. I noticedthat there was a faint mustiness in the air, so I shuffled away fromthe likely source: a pile of worn gym mats. The smell followed me,however, and I found myself wanting to know where it was coming from.Then, I looked down at Laura's foot resting in my cupped hand andswallowed hard. 'Human after all', I thought. This was followed byanother realisation, one accompanied by a large throb in my pants:'that odour is soon going to be my odour'. I squeezed the pinkie toe ofher right foot like. I've developed a checklist for each of the men I take to bed. A strict set of standards that have become sacred and imperative in order to maintain my self-imposed "lessons." Each partner must have the physical power to bring about the most pain, and have enough tolerance and virility to maintain long periods of terrifying foreplay before finally sating their own urges.I am not sure how or when I became a slave to sexual pain, but it's now more a drug for me than anything else. It brings about.