I pressed forward and I held him tightly as I emptied my balls in his ass. He grunted with each round I shot into his ass and he called out in Italian... I knew he was saying I can feel it. I stepped back and eased my cock from his ass and he moaned softly as his ass was vacated. I pulled up my clothes and walked back to Tom. He had been watching for the police and it was so far so good. I relieved Tom and he stepped behind the to get his blow job. I waited patiently keeping a lookout and. “The same question to you, Mr. Shaw.”“Uhm, Act 1, Scene 4?” “Wrong again, the wheel, Carl.” Carl spun the wheel, it landed on ‘socks’. Carl accordingly spun the wheel again, and it landed on ‘shirt’. Mr. Barton intervened: “I am glad we are going to get a chance to try out our new ‘clapometer’. Mr. Shaw has lost his socks and his shirt, so we can decide between undershirt, pants and underpants. If you favor his undershirt, please clap now!”Luke-warm applause. “Pants?” Slightly louder applause.. When he removed the blindfold, they already had you tied up, and you were still unconscious."I nod, too exhausted to care anymore. Gina follows me to my room, and I wonder if she is going to help me do everything from now on. Serves her right, for the pain she caused, I think."Go home, Gina. Your mom is probably worried about you. I can take care of myself." I can still feel that switch moving every time I speak, making her pussy wetter, and then turn back off when I stop. I wonder briefly if I. He pushed me back onto the bed and slid between my legs, continuing to kiss me deeply: his hands rubbing all over my body. He began to kiss and nibble my ears, his tongue sliding down my neck, his hands squeezing my breasts. My pussy was soaking wet. I could feel his big black hard cock through his boxers pressing against my mound. I tried to grind my pussy on it as he began to lick around the edges of my erect nipples. I was trying not to cum right there on the spot just from the sensation and.