Then the command to “Submit” was given. The “Submit” command was a short way for the Gorgons to tell us to get into a breeding position. That ...eant getting down on all fours with my ass in the air. The Gorgon would approach me from behind and then pick a hole and fuck it. I was not allowed to protest as he fucked me. Only when he was finished fucking me I was then forced to say, “Thank you for using me master I am here to serve”. If the Gorgon was happy with my performance then I would be. Mike would lower his body down to mine and grind deep into me, I was able to get a grip on to his sides as he would fuck me. I tried to hold him down so he could not raise up and ram into my ass but he did anyway. As he would lay down his head would be besides mine and I would gasp in his ear 'pppplllleeeeassse, ddonnn't dddoooo thhiis toooo meee,' but Mike paid me no mind and kept at his work. As much as I wanted him to stop, after nearly three hours of his continuous fucking, Mike had let. Oh god I feel so full now. I know I can’t hold much longer but I’m damn sure gonna try. Then he starts moving his fingers in and out faster and faster. My chest starts lifting and I scream his name. He knows I’m getting close. He rams his hand in at a blur than stops with them as far in as comfortable and starts sucking on my clit again. That’s when it happens. I feel my insides explode and grip his fingers. I arch my body, curving around his head. I shudder against his hand. Once I’ve calmed. " Thank you. But you said that already." Do you mind my saying it again?" No, I never mind what you say. And you look very nice, too." Shall we go?" Yes, we should. If you'll lead the way?" Follow me." Always."The pair swept though the doorway, as much as a pair of nine and five yearolds could. Since each was an experienced pageant participant, that wasbetter than most teenagers."So. How now, brown cow?" Back to the garden room. We can have tea and look out over my hydrangeaswhile Angela fixes.