My reactions were involuntary, but extremely degrading at the same time. He was obviously deriving pleasure from my predicament and suffering and used...his constant probing of my crease to remind me that I was dripping moisture in response to his cruelty. Then it was over. Again, I was on my knees. Again, my mouth was around his cock, but this time on his terms, not my own. Again, I lost the struggle against his hands and was forced by his unconquerable strength, slowly but surely, straight down. Suddenly with a last push Jane came as well. So did I there noise masking mine. They both collapsed in a heap. After a shot rest, Jill asked Jane “if that was better than a man”? Jane said “it was a different experience but she liked a good hard prick as well.”“Me too” said Jill, “but most men don’t like it when you are BI.” You are kidding said Jane “it’s one of Tom’s favorite fantasies. “If he could have seen us it would have made his night.”“How would you be with that though” she asked.. All hewas wearing was the ever present and familiar high heeled boots on hisfeet. He hardly even noticed them anymore, perched up virtually on histippy toes all the time.The thug handed him a dong like stent, telling Kyle to lube it upgenerously, and then to insert it into his pussy like a good girl. Kyledid as he was told, the thug looking on the entire time. He was told tokeep it in there for at least 30 minutes, and then he was to get up andgo take a pee. Kyle finished his dilations, and. Off with the undies,socks and shoes.her hand slowly and gently running up then down my shaft.massaging my balls with the other.i kiss her and tongue fence i stand her upright.i want to take her clothes off.the dress falls to the floor.no bra.so only the white french lace knickers to remove.my hands cup her boobs and my thumbs roll over her nipples.i kiss her soft mouth again and again.i nibble on her ear lobes.i can feel her quiver as i run my hands down her side.she whispers theres no rush we.