I leant forward again, reaching down, took his cock in my hand, and gently begin to work away on it, holding it like an ice-cream, licking and sucking...the head occasionally, but mainly just squeezing and milking it rhythmically. His entire body twitched involuntarily, still secured firmly by the arm and ankle restraints, as he responded to my touch.His cock looked angry now, purple and swollen, begging for release, and I sensed it wasn't going to take long. I felt his body begin to stiffen and. He begged, “Fuck me, Daddy!”Orlando announced, “I’m about to fuck the shit outta you. Then, I want you to drink this nut!”“Yes, Daddy!”The advanced martial artist mounted the aspiring choreographer. His fat dick stretched the tight brown hole.Micah took it after the initial resistance.Orlando barked, “Damn! This pussy is tight as shit!”“Ooh, yeah! Fuck that faggot boipussy!”“Yeah, bitch! I love fuckin’ this li’l faggit ass!”“Oh, my god, Daddy! I love that big Black cock!”“You’re my BBC punk fag. Monica's eyes were closed as she enjoyed every sensation. Phoebe caressed her back lovingly.Rachel rode Chandler, as she rested a hand on his knee and her elbow on the arm of the chair. She was grinding her ass into his pelvis and feeling his dick move in tiny circles inside her."Mmmmm... Chandler, that's amazing."For his part, Chandler was just sitting there, getting fucked, and trying not to cum.Complete euphoria showed on Monica's face. Her mouth was slightly open. Almost imperceptibly, her. The sheets had been taken off and put on the floor.“Strip,” he ordered in a firm tone, “and put that on.”As I began to disrobe, he told me to be faster and I hurried to put on the collar. I hated wearing it.“So, Lindsay, you’ve been a naughty girl lately,” he said. “You’ve been meeting men behind your husband’s back, haven't you?”I didn't answer.He said, ”You may reply to me by saying ‘Yes, sir’.” I was naked — apart from the bloody collar — and he had me sit on the end of the bed while he.