He then grabs me by the back of the head and forces my mouth down on it ordering me to take every inch of it. I begin to gag on it as he pounds my thr...at and telling me I better swallow every bit of his load. I feel his hot cum shooting down the back of my throat as he unloads every bit of it. He then pulls my head off of his cock and shoves me back to the floor telling the driver that they are going to have a good time with me.We drive for a while and I sit there looking at the two hug. I was now cry hysterically as my young fucker was enjoying him self. It wasn't long before he shot another load of baby making fluid into my anal orifice. I could feel the excess of all their spunk being pumped out of my butt hole with each plunge of his huge meat piston. Young blood didn't get up from my prostrate body this time and the old janitor just stood there stroking his flaccid cock urging him on 'that's the way you fuck pussy boy, hit that bitch again.' I could feel the young thick. Once the contents of the furnace got hot enough, another worker began using another bellows to blow air into the mass in the furnace. The process was still somewhat inefficient, so it took several days to get the mass hot enough for metal to start running from the furnace into the catch-basin. A cheer went up when the metal started to flow, albeit slowly.Everybody was so happy that their five days of nonstop work had paid off that there was a virtually nonstop sex orgy to celebrate the results.. Olu was bringing out the same feelings that she had managed to unearth in me, but he had a very different technique. Where Henriette’s touch was feather light, Olu was more heavy-handed and rough. He wasn’t hurting me, but he was decidedly aggressive. I liked it. Olu’s fingers were long and thick, pushing deeper into me with each thrust. What Henriette had shown me in flourish and gentle technique, Olu was accomplishing with dogged persistence and strength. ‘I’ve always wondered…’ Olu breathed.