I am the Dominant Master and I have control against the men who if it were not for me, you would of been brutalized and completely ripped. Your pantie... are off and I take them and look towards the men who do not want to use your body. I take your bra, clothes and panties and throw it towards them. They take a piece of your clothing each and you use it as a cloak to masturbate their cock on. The other men who had their share, have relieved themselves and walk to the sides to allow other men. I. " She sat down on the bed again without bothering to slip on her gown. "At least it doesn't hurt." Has he said when the eye patches will come off?" he asked, his gaze riveted on her ripe, down-covered pussy."In a couple of days, I think. Then I'll have to wear dark glasses for a while."Ken was in torment. He opened his robe and wrapped his fist around his pulsing cock, knowing that she couldn't see what he was doing. Squeezing the thick, tendoned member, he began stroking it slowly, letting his. I noticed the lump in his pants and reached over and started to massage his cock. He murmured with a positive sound (what was I expecting, a complaint?) and he started working even harder on my cock. His hand went to his crotch and he started unzipping himself when I began fumbling with his belt. Out popped his dick and I grabbed and squeezed it. I began stroking him in rhythm with his mouth on my own cock, and I realized that with all those hours of jacking myself off it just seemed. Alright, I was getting worried, I thought you ran off with her he said and I could hear him chuckle through the phone. Pfft! What?! I responded also in a joking tone. I felt like a stone was on my chest as he said that. Maybe he suspected something. See you when you get here. He told me. As I hung up the phone, I looked at Alis, her nipples were hard from the making out. Without saying anything I took her down to Taylors house. I didnt get out of the car, I simply waved to Taylor from the car.