The stimulation was enticing. I think I may have even begun to moan. The smallest sign of my pleasure angered him, though, and the man folded me up ag...in and hammered away at my cunt until he exploded again. The hammering pulled me back into this world, into the dank dungeon. With the flick of a switch my body turned off again. His cum spewed from my pussy and I felt it trickle down my asshole. I was angry and humiliated at the feeling of his spunk sliding down my body. When he finished he. I wasn't over concerned yesterdaywhen they didn't phone because I know there are blank spots up here but I'mat the hotel now and they didn't show last night, I wondered if you'd heardanything?" I shook my head, subconsciously not wanting to let Emma know whatwas happening and then I realised that as yet most phones don't pick up gestures.I let out a sigh. "No Bish! Not heard a thing. Have you told the police?" Of course Emma wassuddenly as rigid as a dog on the scent of its next meal and I was. By the time ten minutes had gone by, he was covered with a thin sheen of moisture from his knees to his belly button.He taught her how to ride him. She hadn’t thought of that, but loved it instantly, as soon as she was filled. She sat straight up, loving how deep he pushed into her that way. He whispered, “Ride me, cowgirl,” and thumbed her clit for her. She had to bite her own hand to stay as quiet as she’d promised to be.She had three orgasms, sitting bolt upright, before she found out what. What the fuck was happening to me?There, pinned against the wall by a monstrous dog, I started cumming like some kind of perverted whore, oozing whore juice that Bruno eagerly lapped and licked. My legs were trembling as my orgasm sizzled through me, and if not for the insistent ringing of the doorbell, I can only imagine what would have happened.“Traci! Traci! It’s me, come and open the door!” At the sound of Michael’s voice, Bruno reluctantly backed away and ran down the stairs to the.