Her panties were in my pocket and my fingers we enjoying the wetness of her fully exposed pussy. We were locked in time it seemed with no inhibitions ...olding us back. Once in the room and free from our clothes, I begin to go to work. That is when I initiate the tantalizing of her love with the tip of my very rigid tongue. Applying just the right amount of pressure back and forth, up and down, slow then fast...I love to feel her hips buck against my razor stubble. I adore the way she tries to. While the metal anklets and wrists cuffs were not chained toanything, the iron collars were chained to the concrete wall at the head ofthe bed. Two of the girls lay next to me, one on each side. The other two lay atmy feet. It was evening and we were in my dungeon basement. There was no escape,as the only way out was a metal door that had a secret combination. Noneof the slave beauties knew what it was and I was not going to tell them. I used my left hand to play with the breasts of. With every stroke he was closer to Cumming himself. And my wife had climaxed at least 3 times from his ass fucking that I could count. As he pulled himself back for the last time he drove himself deeper than ever and moaned aloud as he filled her ass with his thick hot seed. I could see it escaping from between her cheeks as he withdrew. I knew I had to get out of there now before getting caught. I was so horny now, my cock like a rod of cold steel. I passed the washroom door and headed for the. Her hips started to move, as her desire completely overtook her, and all thought disappeared.Gabe could not believe what was happening. He had always remembered what it had been like to take the skinny thirteen year old, that Celia had been. She had been desperate to be a woman then. She was desperate now, and he wondered, for a second only, what it was this time.Gabe started to move faster in her, as his own desire overtook him. He had not been with a woman for quite some time. His wife had.