The bathroom 3

“Okay, let’s get started,” James said. He did what he had done before and grabbed Susan’s hands to hold her in place.

He lowered his head and began to lick her nipple. He took the nipple in his mouth and started sucking. Susan moaned and writhed.

“Ahhh, ahhh, ohhh,” she cried out.

James sucked harder, pulling on her nipple with his teeth. Susan screamed and her body shook. She was in pain but she couldn’t seem to make James stop, she wasn’t aware of what that feeling was. Of course, she had experienced it before in so many years of her stupid life, but she never seemed to find the common denominator between them.

This was the feeling that she liked the ****, the rough handling of her body, the domination of a man’s hands trying to use her like a fucking toy.

“Oh, oh, no, oh God, NO!” Susan cried out,

“No what?” James asked,

“No, I can’t stand it,”

“But the ritual, we have to finish it,”

“No, please, I can’t,”

“You have to. You can’t risk getting the virus,”

“Oh, oh, God,” Susan cried.

James continued to suck and bite on her nipples. He was determined to chew her, not just the nipples, his mouth began to travel all over the huge surface of her soft, squishy flesh.

His tongue traced all the marks his slaps had left on her, and his teeth made new ones.

“Oh, oh, ahh, ahhh,” Susan let out mixed cries of pain and pleasure, her body shaking.

James couldn’t stop. His mouth and hands were all over her breasts, squeezing and sucking. He bit and chewed and licked. His cock was throbbing and he could feel his balls tightening.

“Oh, please, stop, no, I can’t, please,” Susan begged, her pussy twitching, it was overwhelming.

James didn’t listen. He continued to suck and chew on her nipples, hungry for more.

“Ahhh, ahh, Oh God, please, no, please,” Susan cried out, her body convulsing, her juices spurting out and covering her pussy and thighs. The water in the bathtub made it feel even more sensual around her plump pussy.

“No, no, stop, no, oh, oh,” Susan pleaded, her voice hoarse and her eyes wet. She was losing control and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

James ignored her pleas. He continued to suck and bite on her nipples. His cock ached and his balls were tight. He couldn’t stop. He had to keep going. He had to get her tits all red and chewed up like he was on a mission.

“Stop, please, stop, no, no,” Susan cried, her voice getting louder, her body shaking. Susan thought this was part of the ritual, so her protests were just from the pain and nothing else. She was determined to go through with it, but it was becoming too much for her.

James continued, sucking and biting, his mouth and hands all over her breasts. He let go of her hands and was completely absorbed in his task of punishing those poor soft tits.

He had never felt this way before and it drove him crazy. His cock was throbbing and he couldn’t stop.