It was calming, almost like she knew something that I didn’t. Turns out, she did know something that I didn’t. “Is it because Ashley used you fo... sex?”I shot up from my bed immediately, “How did you kno-”“Because,” she interrupted, pointing straight up, “My room is directly above yours Max. I’ve known since the first night you two started fucking, and a little tip for the future, Ashley needs to tone down her shouting if she wants to have a secret sex session with you.” Her sigh was riddled. Sykes could hardly believe the slender woman could take it. He watched the brute hold her there and fuck Ophelia’s elegant, beautiful face like a cheap whore’s cunt. He could only imagine the spluttering, desperate, gasping sounds she made as that hard rod pounded in and out of her throat. Hector stopped and the woman dropped to her knees again, her chest heaving for breath. A pang of worry crossed his mind for a second. ‘Is she okay? God, I hope I haven’t just watched…’ She interrupted his. His mistress examined the scars on his thighs andfound that he had been serving her for eight moons. Shegrinned at him as he begged in a language she did notunderstand, drew her fish gutting knife from her belt,grasped his scotum, pulled it down and cut off histesticles cleanly and then rammed them into hisscreaming mouth.“Well done, Greta,” said one of the two holding thewrithing man. Together they pushed him over the sideand into the gray sea. For a minute or so his feetbobbed in. "I think I better just put that one in my pussy." She turned to him and sat, placing her ass cheeks on his bare legs and placing his stiff rod so it rubbed up and down out side her panty covered cunt lips.She massaged her self with it for a while, working it's length back and forth over her lips and clit. Then she stood a little, pulled the panty band aside and sat on his rigid pole, guiding it into her sopping wet pussy with her hand. Kimberly's body shook harder and harder the further she.