The four bound to the bench strainedfutilely against their ropes. The sight of their squirming struggles only servedto further inflame the men's lust....The two bound to the whipping posts triedto twist and squirm away from their assailants but they were quickly grabbed,trapped and impaled upon Roman cocks. Eight men and seven women caused fewproblems. Marcus was the odd man out in the first rank and he simply kneltin front of the one of the woman bent across the bench. Grabbing a fistfulof her. Pansy thought about how important it was that sissy sister help eachother out. It was so easy to forget who you were. There was always thislittle voice in your head telling you that you weren't a sissy, that itwas ridiculous to behave this way, and how you needed to stop acting likea pansy devoted to pumping men's cocks because you didn't really want mento drown you with their sperm, but all you had to do was take a look atyour sissy sister to know that , "OMG, I need to be making men. Selfishly she did not want it to end quite yet. She wanted to start her day with an orgasm. Knowing that he wanted to come because of her excited her to no end. She was the source of his pleasure. She could make him come or she could choose not to. Of course, she always wanted to go all the way. She was a bit of a devout sex hound. She only wanted it with him, all the time. She climbed on top of him and pulled her panties to the side. She grabbed his recently sucked dick and gently rubbed the. Her orgasm was accompanied by a large spray and much vocalization; they could have heard her in the lobby.Spent for the time being they all three lay on the bed laughing and talking dirty. When the room service guy came with more champagne Alvin had Sally answer the door and let him in. She always enjoyed doing things like that. Men loved seeing her naked and she loved being seen by appreciative men. The room service guy might have appreciated her but the two guys under the blanket was another.