She only slightly struggled with him. Miranda realized that arguing and begging would do no good, but she wanted him to know she wasn’t doing this w...llingly. Holding her arm, he guided her to the motel room, unlocked the door, and shoved her in.After Chase put the do-not-disturb sign on the doorknob, he closed and locked the door. He then went over and sat on the side of the bed. The young preacher’s wife was just standing in the middle of the room crying when Chase told her to strip.“Please. .. " Mike was just background noise to me at this point. I began to shudder as the wave of an orgasm hit me. I must've gasped because at this point, Mike stopped talking. "Amanda, are you okay? You don't look so good?" "Yeah, I suddenly don't feel so good; I need to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." I quickly excused myself from the table, still shuddering from that powerful orgasm. I could feel my pussy just dripping. I went to the bathroom to quickly wash my face, and recompose myself.. I had a feeling she would love that. I walked out the door and locked it and started to walk over to the house. She then opened the door and I found her wearing just a towel . She had just got out of the shower herself. She was beautiful just standing there. I walked inside, and past her and she smelled like a new bouquet of flowers. I followed her into the living room where she had a pot of tea ,ready and waiting. She offered for me to sit down., We both sat and started to talk about things.. "Bill, how did the day go?"Bill pulled out of Natalie's ass and settled himself negligently on the couch. His arms were splayed arrogantly on the couch's back. His legs were spread wide and his huge cock thrust upward above his huge balls. Before answering he glared at Natalie and snapped his fingers. He had told her what was to come after the butt-fuck. She was a broken slave. She scurried to kneel before him and sucked his cock into her mouth. She slurped his cock noisily. Her tongue was.