as I realized all this, however, tried to conceal this awareness, continuing to try to emphasize that both had to lose, and that therefore there was no need to bark at him. We could fade hand, I would have kept the secret, and she would have done the job in the studio where he worked his cousin.
"Who knows," he interrupted at one point, "maybe you're right, maybe not. But you see ... There are two things to say. The first is: are you willing to find out who really has more to lose? Are you willing to risk? "
At that point, I should clearly say" And you? ", But it was clear from the way he behaved that I would have said yes, then I might as well be silent and wait for it to continue.
"But the most important thing is another." added back on their feet and taking two steps towards me and held out his hand. "Get up!"
"Why?" I asked my showing little desire to support her.
"Why so I can show you the second thing that matters in this story."
I got up reluctantly, pushing his hand, and soon I was standing in front of her asked her what she should show so important. Sonia
then showed again that annoying smile I'd seen on the face paint already 'three or four times and suddenly reached for my thighs grabbing his balls and pulling it toward you.
"The thing that counts," she said softly while continuing to tighten, "At the end is this: if I squeeze the balls what do you do? You have the courage to break free to hit me or beg me to let you go? "
Sonia not tight, but the narrow revived the pain a few hours before, as if something in my belly you were entangled himself. The pain caught my attention, detaching it from his words.
"So what are you doing?", I urged her, and I could not help but bring his hands between her thighs, without which this would have any effect on his grip.
Sonia smiled again, looking at me with an air of question, and I could only grit their teeth and try to breathe.
"Do not do nothing, right? "he said as I pulled slightly toward you.
tried my eyes, but I carefully avoided not to feel even more humiliated.
He pushed his hand down, away, then withdrew it up, always gripping, and again pulling me away to bottom, showing amused satisfaction.
"As I thought," said finally let go.
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