She cried out and slowly reached behind her for her bra clasp/ she fumble for a while and I finally got mad and grabbed a knife from the counter and h...ld it over my head she looked up with a fear in her eyes that almost made me cum in my pants right then. I slowly brought it down to her face then slowly to her throat. I pressed in almost enough to draw blood and stopped. I then cut her bra off. Now that she was naked from the waist up I told her to pull my pants down. She slowly reached out and. “Batgirl’s boots!” said Leon, “I reckon we can get some good moolah for that. An’ all the rest of her Bat-Bitch gear! Especially that damn belt!”Panties King ignored him, so fixated was he on the removal of the left boot. This eventually fell to the floor.With a chuckle Panties King regaled the socks of Batgirl – white gym socks with a row of small pink hearts along the top. Both were tugged off and discarded.Gently he caressed Batgirl’s bare left foot, then took a firm grip on her ankle. With. His response was instant, both of his hands clasped the back of my head and he thrust his cock down my throat. I gagged and pulled back but kept my mouth on him. I heard him murmuring “suck me baby, suck my cock you sweet little bitch”. He had loosened his grip enough that he wasn’t gagging me with every thrust and I began to suck him without reserve. His balls were pulled up so tight that at first they felt very small until my hand felt the outline of his gonads, and realized that they were. “Wow, thanks. That sounds like a great time.”+++Two weeks later, Melissa found herself on the Masters’ 60-foot sailboat, “The Ad One.” The group of five had flown on Masters’ G-5 to Honolulu, spent a few days there and then had boarded the yacht. The ship was captained by John with Jason as first mate. John was a former Naval officer in his late 30s while Jason was a Samoan native in his mid 20s with the physique of a body builder.Masters was in his mid 40s and his wife Lorraine was a “trophy.