Laurel tried to ignore the pain, but even though older and having born a child, the dildo, via the mechanical bucking, was now wreaking havoc inside h...r body. She glanced only once at Cassandra who was fighting back the tears as she clung desperately to stay on.Another increase and now the machines were bucking so hard that, even without the dildo, it would have proven difficult to avoid being thrown. Laurel looked down and saw blood on the leather "saddle". She was being ripped apart.As the. The taste was just as sour as the smell!She heard the laughter of the dirty old men that surrounded her. She could not understand how people could be so cruel. She had never in her life treated anyone the way that they were taking such pleasure in treating her.Susan took another deep breath and this time she managed several strokes across his nasty balls with her tongue. She drew back and gagged several times as her lungs struggled for more breathable air.She went on like that for a very long. I finally got the belt undone and pulled his pants and boxers down. I felt him with my hands, fully erect, but not all the way hard yet. I kneeled in the tight space. I opened wide and took him into my mouth, lightly sucking the mushroom head. He groaned softly and I pinched his backside, warning him to be quiet. I slathered his rod in saliva, working my head up and down its length. I could feel it hardening in my mouth. I gave it a squeeze and stood back up, satisfied that he was fully hard. I. “There’s only one thing for it then, you’ll have to lick me clean first.” Ever an opportunist, he wasn’t going to give up an opportunity. But then, nor was I. “Well, for art,” I teased back as I carefully leaned across his body an all fours and flicked my sharp little tongue over his shaft, dipping in and scooping up the moisture oozing so freely now. I did what I could to clean his head, but as I lapped up one little drop it was immediately followed by another glistening little dewdrop.