The dildo Caela had been impaled on was actually a vibrator. When Mistress flicked a switch, it begin to purr softly in her young pussy, awakening sen...ations that her sore, over-stimulated sex could barely handle."I'm waiting for an answer, bitch! How do you like your trophy?" I…I love it. Th-thank you M-mistress," she sighed, miserable."Excellent. We'll let you two cunts rest for a while. We have more fun games for you after lunch though, so don't go anywhere!" Mistress Ashley chuckled, her. The thug stabbed at him, but Marcus swiveled and blocked and took the stab in his left forearm. Marcus swung in anger and nearly tore the fucker’s head off with a savage right hook. The thug staggered back as Marcus then shot a crushing side shin kick into his midsection that rocked him to his foundation, doubling him over. He then drove his knee straight into the punk’s nose and felt the crunch as it shattered and a fountain of blood shot from his face. His head whipped back and his glassy. She wasn't sure if it wasbecause of his last request or her exhaustion, but she could not seemto get off of the bed. Defeated, she simply laid her head down on themess of blankets. If she were this tired, he most definitely had to be.She heard him rumbling through the fridge in the distance, and turnedto look in the mirror across the room. Her makeup looked a little runnyand her pig tails had a few loose strands, but for the most part shestill looked stunning. Her enormous tits laying atop. Amazing how his hands covered my breasts fully like they did. He plucked my nipple with his fingers and bit lightly down on it. Moving from side to side, nipping at them, and bringing them fully erect. "Kitten likes", he growled. I hiked my knees up, losing more and more control of my nervousness and wanting more of him. desires, his every move thus far perfection, and just what I had imagined. Pressing my knees to his back, proof that I was reacting the way I normally had, insatiable for.