But I was frozen. It was so hard. It stared at me. It was a big step because I didnt want the label of cocksucker. I wanted to run but my legs were nu...b. Carl solved my dilemma with just the touch of two fingers to the back of my head. I didnt know then why his hand on my head did me in but in time, I came to understand that my ultra-submissive nature is triggered by such things. Without approval, my face moved forward and my mouth opened and he pushed his hips forward and I felt the heat of. She rubbed her sore, swollen pussy but found no damage. Her breasts and stomach while red and sore were ok. She wondered how she could continue in this job after tonight. How could she face these animals again? Then she took into account the animals had meant her no harm. She loved them and did not blame them for what happened. Her thinking progressed to reflecting on how much pleasure Goliath’s thick black tongue had brought her pussy and her entire body. She stopped crying and composed. Her eyes fluttered with pleasure as she eased inch after inch inside her. He gripped her forearms, holding them back like reins as they slowly took up the pace. She thrust her teardrop breasts forward capped with spiky pink nipples. Her perfectly flat stomach quivered as she rode him slowly. She was facing us now, looking directly at us but seeing only her own reflection in the glass. She pouted and posed, clearly admiring her own perfect physique, unaware of her rapt audience. As the couple. "Oh, O.K. I'm getting the picture, Frank. You're not so shocked because the girls did that. You're feeling guilty because you watched it. And you liked it. Is that it?" I nodded in affirmation, looking as sorry as I could. "Well, I appreciate you feeling bad. But they're just kids playing around, Frank. And they're both really good looking girls. I can't really blame you. You're a guy! I probably would have watched!" He gave a chuckle at his last statement. "I guess I should be mad or.