Howard liked to use a blend of sensory deprivation in all his subjects both male and female because it helped to speed up the process and made his job...a lot easier.Igor approached Emily from behind and paused before he reached out and roughly yanked her panties down to the back of her knees baring her hindquarters to full view of all guards and watching officers. She had no blemishes on her pale white skin and Igor took infinite care in spreading her cheeks to display her hairless rear entryway. I was getting harder and harder just listening to the self-fuck session upstairs. I closed my eyes, envisioning my wife on her back thrusting the massive dong in and out of her hairy pussy while keeping a close eye on the TV screen. She was probably laughing inside at the torture she knew was causing me, but the sounds from her mouth were certainly not laughter. She was grunting and moaning relentlessly. I heard light scream after light scream… She must have come five times before the scene. The monsters are in a frenzy, lapping up the ejacualatefrom his torso, cleaning the dribble from his penis, polishing around thehead, sending the boy into a frenzy too.The boy's orgasm has run down, but the monsters continue to lick. Theteenager writhes and moans louder, his pelvis corkscrews back and forth,sharp hip bones protruding. Two monsters bear the boy's waist to theground and lick at his sides. The teen's erection is trying to subside butthe persistent intensity of the b**sts' lapping. Any movement?” Cyrilo asked.“None, and I’m being as discreet as I can. If I keep looking over, he’ll realize we’re aware.” “Very well then. Let’s hop on the next transport.”It wasn’t long before another passenger wagon rolled by, and they were quick to take the last three remaining seats, though Alexis once more had to suffer the displeasure of heaving Cyrilo’s cart into the wagon. As the taxi continued on its route, they kept looking for pursuers, but whoever was behind them seemed to give up..