She reached down, gliding her finger over my limp cock and rubbing it into the juices then seductively brought it to her mouth, savoring the taste as ...he licked her finger clean. She took some more and offered me a taste. I had never done this, but I knew I wanted to taste what she tasted like, so I licked her fingers. The taste was indescribable, but the salty smooth tasting liquids agreed with my taste buds and I enjoyed it. I made a mental note to lick her pussy the next time we made love.. Clark was also mercifully short. He came on my face and neck though laughing as he did.I laid there for a minute as they looked at my cum covered body, snickering at me telling me what I whore I was. Is your pussy aching you little slut Mr. Russell asked.Yes, it is I told him please stop it hurts so much.I watched as he and Mr. Taylor moved to the sides of the table, I felt the handcuffs open and I thought I was saved instead they rolled me over. I craned to see as Mr. Russell moved behind me.. I came up with two ideas to stop him. One was to build another wall inside the curtain of pain, a wall of tightly woven thorns. It could be beaten but not without hours of untangling each thorn. The second was to speed up my mind to the point that the swirling lights in my head looked like a multicolored haze that no one could make sense of even if they got into my head.I felt him get through the curtain just as I finished my other defenses. Then I felt him withdraw."Well-done boy, you have a. Try again in the morning kind of thing. And that would have been such an anti climax, he thought, smiling slightly at his own pun. He pushed against the resistance he felt, once again resorting to the mathematics and sporting challenges as he felt his balls tense in response to the incredible pressure being exerted on the head of his aching cock. He hadn't come since she had performed that incredible first blow job on him hours before and he was so horny, his dick so hard it would he thought.