A. Time.Each time, longer than before. Hissing orders into his ear. Faster. Deeper. Wetter.Masturbating as I did. Sucking my own fingers clean. Tastin... it.Instead, I watched.When I saw his hips move -- just slightly --- I knew it was time.***He could hear the buckles of the device.His head turned toward me as I sat next to him on the bed, moving the device around in my hands to determine which end was which. Unfastening the buckles, I listened to his breathing. Felt him moving on the bed.His. Not tonight anyway. Tomorrow? Well, tomorrow was tomorrow, and at the very least I could start gathering up some more of the scattered pieces that eventually I hoped to assemble into a picture that would help me find this piece of human debris, drag him down to the darkest hole I could find this side of hell and leave him there forever.If it were up to me I would lock him up with some others I knew from over the years; family members of former victims who had taken the law into their own hands,. Returning to the horse she was trying to get off from the way I placed her before she could swing her feet over I caught her and tied each one to a separate leg so that her pussy was exposed to me any way I wanted it. Since my dick still hurt immensely and she was secured tightly I sat down and took some time to recover for a few minutes. She started to pled with me to release her and saying she was sorry for what she did. I said, “Sorry doesn’t even explain what you are going to be bitch. Now just lean down a little farther and get your first taste of old Harley’s third leg. That’s it, boy, open wide for me.”It felt like I was dreaming as I took his big, precum-oozing cock head into my mouth and began sucking it, as the men laughed and made comments about them having a new cock sucker. I loved the texture of his thick foreskin, which was partially bunched up below the head, and tasting another man’s precum for the first time. Harley took his hands off my head momentarily to see.