. and found a soft penis instead.What the fuck? I wasn't going to become a cocksucker. No way was Igoing to put that in my mouth!But then, I felt pres...ure... my head was being forced down! I pushedback, but it was too much. Gradually, ever gradually, my lips gotcloser.They touched. I was kissing the penis. And, like something with a mindof its own, it moved... and started to get hard.The pressure increased: my nose and lips were being forced into it, andpressed down even more. My face was being. She spoke in English and not Tagalog. This may mean whoever worked for her, spoke only in English.While Isabelle was resting her back, her guest had arrived. It was a reporter for Manila Times, some young Filipina reporter. Isabelle smiled at her and said, ?You are here to do a review of me, aren?t you?? The Filipina reporter responded to her, back in English, ?You really take this English language seriously, don?t you?? Isabelle shot her some funny look. She responds, ?Of course I do.. Understand?” The machine had obviously ratcheted up to the next level of intensity. Between her gasps, Susan said, “Yes, Sir”. She could hear Dawn’s cries of pleasure and knew she would have to take it up a notch. The two women were fucked steadily for the next 20 minutes. Sweat was dripping on the floor in front of them. They were exhausted and a bit cramped from being tied up in the position they were in. Their crotches were on fire with the need to orgasm, but their orders were clear.. I stumbled and almost lost my balance as I slipped into a world dominated by my over stimulated senses. Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it ceased. I staggered for a moment before regaining my balance. Tommy took my hand and said, "Thank these nice people for taking the time to pay attention to you, slave." I looked at the assembled group and said, "Thank you for paying attention to this worthless slut slave." Tommy pulled my hand and walked me out of the diner to his bike. "You.