I closed pregnant belly picture my eyes as the tears left a trail down my temples, and disappeared into my hair.
I felt Mistress pregnant belly picture enter me with her fingers pregnant belly picture.
I gasped at the soreness as Mistress continued her exploration.
Whimpering I implored, "Please, No." Inside, my head was screaming, "No more! No more! I am being ripped apart! Please no!" Mistress drove her fingers in and out of me a few times and then, to my relief, removed pregnant belly picture them.
I opened my eyes briefly to see if she was finished with my inspection, but I could see she was intently examining my clit.
Again I closed my eyes as Mistress took my clit between her fingers.
Electric jolts went through my pussy.
I yelped and cried.
I was not sure if this was from pain or pleasure.
It had to be a combination of the two as pregnant belly picture my need to cum was so heightened, any stimulation to my pussy brought on the pregnant belly picture need to cum.
Mistress removed her fingers and I opened my eyes.
A flood of relief washed over me as Mistress said she was done for the moment.
My stomach rumbled telling me I was famished.
Mistress asked if I had eaten and I explained that I had been in bed all morning, except for when I was following her instructions in the basement.
Mistress advised me to put on shorts and a t-shirt pregnant belly picture, as we were going to the park for a picnic lunch.
I wanted to wear jeans mostly due to the fact the every nerve in my body was pregnant belly picture sensitive to any contact.
I wanted to conceal every inch of my skin for protection, but Mistress commanded me to wear shorts with no panties.
