Then he slipped two fingers inside her and began to move them around, enjoying the warmth of her pink love tunnel. "Ohhh. . . yeeesss, that's gooood. ... . sooo gooodd, you are soooo deep!" she moaned."Shit, what a hot chick you are, mommy! You love to be fucked, don’t you? You love the big black cocks, baby! And you have to thank us for all the cocks we gave you. When we met us, you were still a child and we made you a woman. At fifty-two, a mommy like you still didn’t know the true man! Shame. We will move her outside now into the square."Several eunuchs carried the woman, still manacled to the whipping frame, outside and more men took advantage of the opportunity to add to her load of semen, which was dribbling from all three holes tinged with her blood."We will be merciful to her," said the Chief Eunuch, "It is time for the next stroke and you can use this."He produced a truly vicious looking long, multi tailed whip made of heavy leather with small pieces of sharp metal in each. She used her finger to lift Maryanne'schin up so she could gaze into her eyes. Michele smiled smugly ather and in a cutesy little girl voice said: "What's the matter,`smelly twat'? Is Joyce being mean to you? You belong to her now.She can do what she likes with your little smelly twat." Turning her head to Joyce she said: "I like what you've done with her. Very creative." "Thank you, Michele. She's been like this since Monday. She seemsto hate it so much I figure why fuck with success. Next. She was very pretty, and I was a boy who didn’t know how to control himself. However, her overall demeanor made me believe that she wasn’t mad.I shifted my shoulders to square off with hers, because her hand was so close to my chest, I couldn’t shake it otherwise. There had been very few times I had ever touched anyone, which included shaking hands. No one in my hometown would touch me if given the choice and I felt the same about most of them. When I shook Jordan’s hand, my heart raced and I.