She was naked. She was very much aroused and damn close to orgasm. It was not time for her to come. Debbie had not finished with her. She was her pupp...t and she pulled the strings. For the last twenty minutes she had been working over her pussy with intricate precision with the tips of her fingers. There were no guarantees that she had not already slipped one or two inside, digging into the ample wetness she had worked so hard to generate. 'She is so fucking impatient,' Debbie thought to. But he didn’t. Instead he increased the pressure on my hair stretching my neck upwards. So I opened my mouth.He slid his cock into my mouth and four inches, about half of it, went in pretty easily. He started slowly moving in and out softly establishing a slow rhythm. He wasn’t any longer than Camren but he was thicker. And as he fed more and more in I could really feel the stretch on my lips. After a few minutes of a steady rhythm for some god awful reason I voluntarily, I think just to. Elena started crying but Olga told her that losers better eat the winners piss and if she refuses she might have to eat Olga’s shit for dinner. Without getting into further altercations Elena started eating her Oats soaked and submerged in Olga’s golden divine piss. After dinner Elena didn’t found a time to waste, Olga immediately summoned her in the bedroom where she was lying naked. As Elena entered Olga spread her legs and asked Elena to eat her pussy. Initially Elena felt sick about it but. .. YES! It was John and Janet. “Hello again, m’am. We’ve come to collect the evidence,” John beamed with a bit too much enthusiasm. “You didn’t clean up, did you?” As they entered, he noted she was in the same clothes as earlier. “We have much more privacy now, so you won’t be so embarrassed. Would you carefully remove your skirt and blouse? Hand them and your bra to officer Janet. It’s protocol that at least one of the officers is female when we ask you to strip for us. You don’t mind, do you?.