She gets her hat and a coat on, and starts serving customers, falling into the routine. My customer asks to see the roast beef. I show it to her. Its ...ot rare enough. I show her a few other brands. Still not rare enough, and my customer makes a show of being disgusted and disappointed. She then asks to see the turkey. Although I still got three pounds of turkey left, she claims it's an end, and wants me to open a new one. I tell her I can't, and I show her another brand that was just opened.. 5. To say the least, she is enjoying this to full capacity.Donald now spreads her cheeks more and begins to circle her anus, down to her perineum and back up to her back hole, licking around it and pressing his tongue in a little. Emma’s senses are high now and each touch with his tongue makes her want to swoon from the rush that is running through her entire body.Donald keeps this play up for a good while as he hears Emma whimper and whine. He occasionally goes back to her slit to lick some. The pain inspired me to pump harder, push a little deeper. I kept pumping. She had tears in her eyes now and her arms around me. Her legs twisted, trying to squeeze my arm away, but I ignored them. I kept pumping. "Please. Stop. Please." She gasped over my hand. "Do you want me to pull it out?" "Carefully. Oh my god, you have to be careful. It's gonna kill me." She laughed a little. I didn't. I was hurt. After pulling it out slowly, to which she tensed once more and reacted to with a painful. I wasn't sure whether 'our friend here' referred to me or to my cock.My attempt to see what Helen was doing reminded me that my neck was imprisoned in a solid cuff, fixed to the wall. I couldn't bend forward to see what has going on between my legs. The gadget seemed to push my balls further back between my legs and reduce the angle at which my stiff cock was pointing upward.Cathy, still strapped to the table, turned her head and looked in our direction. Without hesitation, she said, "He comes.