Before she finished, she felt the warm piss begin to enter her mouth.“Don’t you spill a drop you whore.” And she tried to keep up with the volum... that was repeatedly filling her mouth. Unfortunately she couldn’t swallow as fast as he was pissing so began to gag and spit out a considerable amount on Ted. The last thing she remembered was Ted grabbing her by the hair and then everything went blank, for how long, she had no idea. A splash of water in her face brought her back to consciousness. She. The bed was big so her legs spread wide, her skirt tearing along the seam when it couldn’t stand the strain any longer. She struggled but was ineffective, the men overpowering her.It felt like they were splitting her up the middle, not stopping even as she heard her skirt ripping. Would they tear me up the middle? She was grateful when they stopped, even though her crotch ached. Belinda felt the steel band around her ankles and then they were released, but her legs barely moved an inch before. “The basic moves involve rubbing the muscles with long, gliding strokes that go in the direction of blood returning to the heart. It also includes applying circular pressure with the hands and palms, kneading of the muscles, and some bending and stretching of the arms and legs.”“Okay,” Denise said, “I remember that some of those techniques were used in the introduction to tantric massage class that I attended here two months ago. Is it like those techniques?”“Is tantra what you wanted? Yes,. “Oh Fuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkk!” She moans out I lightly lick over her hard little nub, then kissing her bare area again. I look up at her again, and see she's panting, wanting, needing, wishing, I would stop teasing her and take her. I smile as she places her other hand on the back of my head, and tries to push my face into her pussy. I wink at her, and a smile comes across her face, now that she knows what I wanted her to do. “PLEASE stop teasing me. Take me, like the little slut I am.” she.