He turned her around, now stood behind her, John pushed her shoulders down, John, positioned himself behind her, his pants down around his ankles, gui...ing his hard 7 inch cock, he entered her hard and deep. Pushing her head down into the bed with one hand, his other on her back her fucked her hard. She let out deep moans as he fucked her, he was enjoying the hot feel of her pussy on his cock, then he thrusts one last time deep and hard, and paused, as he shot his cum deep into her. He pulled. .. But... wait, what do you mean?- You know what I mean - Why should I? At the very beginning Tom was afraid that all this would've evolved into some sort of mutual rejection. It felt strange. And intensely weird. And then some of that weirdness have found its way to become something else. Tom knew that mom knew... She knew that this whole situation could get awkward very easily. But the more days passed by, the less it was an actual, an urgent thing, the more it was just a thing to keep. The fingers tightened on my nipples and the whimpering by my ear grew louder, more impassioned. Georgie seemed to start to withdraw from me, only to push back again and I realised they were both now moving, together, rhythmically, as one. They stopped moving and to my huge disappointment I felt Georgie ease her cock out of me. She rolled onto her back beside me and once again I felt Lorna’s hands on my shoulders. ‘Sit on Georgie’s cock, darling. Let it fill you.’ I lifted my knee across the. Every couple of days, around noon, I am brought out to the dungeon set and tortured, live, in front of three cameras. It's a big budget production, as only the torturers make the big bucks. I do it for free! To be fair, the torturers are paid, but it is not really big bucks, and they don't ask for big bucks. One of the management perks is that if you cause trouble on the set, you vanish.It's weird in a way. They torture me, yes. It's real. But when I am not being flogged or impaled, I am.