The place smelled like urine and some malodorous bowel movements that were solely attributable to men and perhaps bears. But I knew that bears did not...frequent the Jolly Roger.After taking in my new surroundings, I found Big Dick leaning against the wall next to the paper towel dispenser, and after he royally indicated that I should get down on my knees, I did and kneeling on the filthy floor I unzipped him and tried to lower his jeans.I was probably more than a little drunk; certainly more. Before Cassie opened her eyes, she heard the low sounds of a TV program and smelled something like frying bacon. Her eyelids weren't awake yet, even though they kept trying to open.She felt for any signs of a hangover before she even tried to move. Three drinks wasn't a lot, but... Thankfully she seemed to have escaped the headache and queasiness and her only problem was a very dry mouth.As she began stir, Doug stretched out on the bed beside her, propped on his elbow."Good morning my love," he. Between her legs is the source of the buzzingnoise in the room, a vibrator Vanessa isn't comfortable with. She moans andstruggles but no luck, the nylon cords just keep biting at her ankles and wrists.The stocking hood also made her really uncomfortable. "MMMFFRRRR!!!!!" As she whimpered through the tight tape gag she wondered if he did it on purposeto use the used panties in the bin, rather than to use the clean ones in herdrawer to stuff her mouth. With this thought she thought she was going. Inflamed, she whimpered in her need, lifting her crotch in an effort to have him touch her sexually. With a finger still retaining the ointment, William wriggled it up against her moist little cunt, then pressed it into her, parting her hot slippery little vagina to then press upward with his fingertip and grin at the look of delight on the child's face."Like it?" he asked, stretching the roof of her birth canal. Eyes bright but breathless, the child nodded and tossed her hips again, her legs.