Channa was sucking her nipple vigorously. After a while, her nipple started hurting. “Channa, it’s hurting me now,” Kareema finally said. The me...s were wearing out, but she wanted to finish this.Channa didn’t keep hurting her. He changed to her other boob and started sucking it too, just as vigorously.“Aah,” Kareema moaned all the way.After a while, Amith started sucking her clitoris. This was too much for her. It was weakening her legs.“Oh god no,” Kareema said, trying to pull her legs. All was silent for a while. “Jonathan?” “Yes?” “I have to pee.” “I heard you.” “Can you untie me so I can go to the bathroom?” “Yes.” There was a long silence as she waited to hear some sign that I was getting up to do as she’d asked. Then: “Are you going to untie me?” “No.” “But you said...” “You asked me if I could , not if I would .” “Jonathan, it’s not funny, I really have to go!” I got up, and she sighed with relief as she heard me. I picked up the wastebasket from next to my desk. There. She pulled me onto the bed, undid my jeans, pulled them down along with my jockey shorts and taking my hard cock in her hand opened her mouth and started to suck and lick it. I was well turned on anyway and she was an expert cock sucker, able to take it right into her mouth while she used her hands to wank me and fondle my balls until I came right into her willing mouth, holding her head in place while I did so.I left them and said I would process the film(this was when film not digital was the. The second fat woman slapped heaping handfuls of that smelly oozing molasses stuff against her, then began to thrust several fingers into her pussy, rubbing the stuff into her good.Mandy had no idea why they were doing that, in fact, she was finding it increasingly hard to think anything coherently. Her brain was in a strange muddle and she didn't know why. Suddenly, she giggled, then stopped, amused at nothing in particular.The woman behind her continued to rub her fingers in and out of her.