His eyes paused the longest on my tits.So I bent over and was ordered to count. I wasn't said how much will I receive so I knew it will be a lot. The ...ain was unbearable. I was crying, even screaming by the end. I begged for mercy between the hits and wanted to die. I was sure I once even regretted my sex change. When I finally heard my voice saying "fifty" he stopped. I was sent to kneel in the corner while he went somewhere to get something.I was brave enough to try and turn to look at my. Just then, the door to the room opened as a voice said"Sarah, was that you? Are you al...…" It was another staff memberI stopped, freezing mid thrust, still impaled inside her."Yes, I am Julie. Either come in and get some of this gorgeous cock or fuck off" was the hiss.The door was shut and Julie hastily dropped her clothes and moved towards the fun. Julie i would say was late 40's or even early 50's. She was tiny, maybe about 5'2. slim, tanned, very pert and a tattoo that ran from her right. I just slid my fingers into her nighty and touched her left breast. It was already hot and nipple erect fully. She immediately held my hand over her breast by her both hands and made some ZZzzzzzz….. sound. With just that sound my cock became erect and I could not control. At about 9 Am only I had a round with my wife, now at 10.30 it wants to ride over another cunt. I climbed over her straight away embraced her, squeszzed with my entire body. I undressed her from top. I kissed her right boob,. Amelia had lit sticks of a pungent, almost cloyingly sweet incense. The pale ribbons of violet smoke must have contained some sort of mind-altering drug. How else to explain the lassitude, the numbing euphoria that slowly took me in its embrace? She was softly chanting nonsense syllables in a sing-song cadence, and this created a hypnotic throbbing, a muffled thumping behind my temples. I must have dozed off for a few moments.I jerked awake, and there, in the far corner of the room, she was.