The captain ignored her efforts and distress as he fastened the straps behind her head then pulled the buckle tight so the black nylon webbing distort...d her cheeks and dug cruelly into the corners of her mouth to pull her lips back in a wide grimace. Holding her head still he pushed one finger deep into her mouth...‘Gloooogghh!’‘You’ll get used to it... and it comes out when you’ve decided to talk. Right, you two let’s start with the nozzle’ He stood up and watched carefully as the familiar. When I was fully embedded, I took the plate off of her back and held her hips.“Ready?” I asked.She gripped the edge of the table.“Fuck me, Dave.”Slowly at first, Nicola pushing back a tiny amount each time I pulled back. Every time my hips hit her bum she gasped and moaned. I built up my speed and was thankful that the table was solid as I was slamming into her quite hard. I felt her feet behind my legs and the way her knuckles had turned white it looked like she now had a death grip on the. The room was a little cold, and her nipples were starting to stiffen. She loosened her skirt and let it drop to the floor, then in one move, pulled her panties done over her ankles. Lucille looked her up and down. "Mmmm, you got the right body, bitch. How many times you had it fucked?" Plenty often," replied Dione, pleased that her body had been noticed. "I fucked most of my old team, even two at a time on occasion." The girls giggled. "You might have potential," said Lucille. "Now, sit on that. I washed her pussy and ass to satisfaction and placed her panties in the hamper. I then pulled her dress down until she looked like any other drunken White slut that had passed out from too much Gin. I walked to the kitchen and poured myself another shot of her cheap Gin and thought about what had just happened. I thought that I should leave before someone came home. The more I thought about it, the more I came to realize that no one was going to stop by. One more shot and I would check on her.