.. quite inexperienced...”“Didn’t they wriggle though!”“Quentin... you obviously haven’t a clue what a twenty-stroke caning feels like. Le... alone a thirty-stroke...”“I can imagine... ”“It’s not the same.”Quentin grunted happily. “You can’t expect me to have your experience, woman.”“Bastard,” laughed Melissa. Then she quickened her pace a little.“Ohh... you’re a beautiful fuck!”“Are you nearly coming?”“I’m hanging on grimly.”Melissa slowed her pace to that easy-swinging movement of her haunches.. "Sex makes me hungry, doesn't it you?"Juan realized that he was indeed hungry. "Yes it does." He helped himself."So, tell me," asked the goddess, with her mouth full, "what made you change your faith so quickly." You did. All my life I had lived by faith. Believing in things I can't see. Stories that happened millennia ago. When I saw you, I saw something divine. Something miraculous, that didn't require faith. You are a goddess. I worship you." Juan fell to his knees before her.The girl. Then he switched positions with Jose, and I was treated to a shorter eight inch but very thick cock that squeezed tightly into my well-fucked pussy. He also left a massive load of cum in me, as Miguel pumped his second load into my mouth.They left, and I just stayed in the trailer for a few minutes to rest after having been fucked three times within the last hour. I must have drifted off to sleep and was awakened when I felt the bed move and someone moving between my legs. He pushed his arms. You can fuck me any way you want, my pussy, my mouth, you can even fuck my ass.”I sat there dumbstruck as I tried to figure out how she sounded sweet and innocent as she said “you can even fuck my ass”. She continued“You can fulfill any desire you want, no matter what. I’ll be your little sex slave for one week. You can photograph me, videotape me, bring more guys, more girls, anything. Now if you don’t mind I need to get home, all this talk is getting me really horny, thinking about all the.