Both men loved the way Cathy's body twisted and shook as her climax overtook her. Tom particularly enjoyed the cunt juice running from her pulsing sex...slit.Almost before her orgasm had subsided, both men rearranged themselves to cum in her cunt and mouth.“Open up slut, swallow my load.” Tom moved to her head and offered his cock to her eager mouth.“And I'll shoot a ton of spunk up this,” said Bill as he thrust his cock into her dripping cunt.Cathy found she was still sexed up and set about. He pumped the last fattest inches back and forth through her plump lips while the head stretched her well trained throat. He watched as her eyes rolled back and her face turned a deeper and deeper shade of red. He could feel her going limp on his cock, but still he held her down. At what could have been her last moment he quickly pulled her off, soliciting a loud gurgling gasp from Margaret who collapsed on the floor at his feet. She lay there gasping, her massive breasts heaving as she. The woman returned, she came and quickly sat in the rickshaw, she smiled to the driver and asked him to take off, i had no idea where we were going, i didn’t know, who they were, and where they were planning to take me or what they would do to me. I wondered if i would be safe or not, but every thought went off my mind, when the woman turned my face towards her and gave me a deep kiss on my mouth. I had never kissed a woman before, it was different yet again, her soft lips against mine, she. Even more irritating was that this object’s defiance was not obvious, he didn’t waste his energy in verbal contempt of his torturer. He neither spat in the face of the guards or cursed under his breath. To an inexperienced Master or Mistress he might appear a compliant object, one who knelt without objection, who placed his magnificent arms and legs in position for the shackles, who extended his glorious backside conveniently for the marathon caning sessions, but this one never let go of his.