Taking a pin from his coat he jabbed it into Jones' arm, feeling it hit the bone and then he moved it back and forth, but again there was no reaction ...from Jones. The torturer moved away from the man again and turned back to Jordan."I'm sorry My Lord, but he cannot feel anything. It's as if he has no nerves in his body ... nothing I can do will make him react." The man said.At first Jordan didn't believe him but then realised that this man was an expert in this field ... and there wasn't anyone. This time, she was going to take her time and build up a long, slow, creamy orgasm. As she watched her sister getting close to her own orgasm, she pushed the button on the control that started the egg humming. With one hand she used her fingers to spread her pussy lips and expose her pink wet interior. With the egg in her other hand, she slid the egg between her legs, rubbing it up and down her slit. "Mmmm," she moaned as her soaking wet pussy tried to suck the toy inside. She ran it up and. She noticed that the honey had seeped through her thin t-shirt and was firmly stuck to her skin. She tried desperately to use her t-shirt to wipe of the honey. This involved her basically playing with her tits in front of her step son!She also noticed a small wet patch on her shorts and duly removed those as well. Here was my step mom, in her red thong with the sun shining on her topless body. The thong was thin and made of frilly material. You couldn’t really see through it but it looked like. Looking around Savannah was no where to be seen. Looking back up she asked, what's wrong aunt Ann. You okay sweetie, Ann asked. I think so, why Megan slowly answered. Well Savannah said you were having a nightmare last night and stumbled in here, Ann explained. Oh, oh yeah you're right she told her aunt.Well get up and get dressed Ann told her. Breakfast is getting cold. As Ann walked out the room Megan looked for her panties and night gown. Neither one to be found. Wrapping herself in the.