He started pounding me into the mattress. I looked at my husband as he watched me being fucked into oblivion. He just winked as Jon went to work on me... Donnie said I looked at Jon as if I was wanted to say to him, "Who told you about that spot?" What I was really thinking was I couldn't believe how good he made me feel. I felt another orgasm coming on as I begged Jon to keep fucking me. I couldn't believe the words that are coming out of my mouth. Jon now had my ankles next to my earholes. He. All ten black men entered the room. For the next hour they pounded and painted her stink hole mercilessly. The table threatened to collapse from the weight and force of it all. When she finally got to hallway #2 again, Barbara spent some extra minutes with the shower nozzle trying to cool her burning o-ring. Knowing the other two results, she then picked the ‘B’ door.[You have chosen the Triple Penetration room. Three men will enter and you will be taken in all three of your holes. Zack is covering the port and HE's got the airport. This is a cluster."He answered: "Yeah. Like a needle in a mountain of needles."Two days later, El sent out a recall. "We got word he'll be in the San Diego airport, with his daughter, in five days' time. Form up in the local HQ as soon as you arrive." The 'local HQ' was the exercise room of the small building they rented.The next day, when Joe and Oscar showed up, they went straight to the exercise room. El had outfitted the room with a table. "He didn't seem to. All the other rooms have been reasonably tidy too. Perhaps he has a housekeeper?" She kept quiet and didn't voice her thoughts on the assumption that a slave should not question her master and she would no doubt find out in due course. Her eyes took in the king size bed and some nice looking modern furniture including a dressing table with a large illuminated mirror. It all seemed very grandiose compared with her pokey little bedroom with its cheap, mismatched.