I was made to stop in one corner of the room, which had iron hooks protruding from the floor. The sound of metal chains came from behind me. Oily Hair...had a knife. The cold knife was on the back of my neck. At first, he tried to untie the knot behind my neck. When he fumbled and failed, he simply used the knife to slice through. My dress dropped to my waist. Oily Hair walked in a big circle around me, making sure I could see the two pairs of nipple clamps. He held them with one hand, the other. " Karla redeployed her considerable oral talents before she realized my cock wasn't about to yield, not knowing I aim to withold my orgasm for at least one hour, thus making pussy continually wet and yielding, yearning for it. "Bastard! I will make you cum!"Karla mounted and thrust herself on me vigorously, pounding down from half the length of my cock to the full length, wild-eyed, obsessed with causing my dick to gush. Her 38C breasts bobbled wildly. She leaned over me and pounded her. The other hand occupied itself with his ass, squeezing both sides, running a finger between his cheeks, even gently touching his asshole. Doug took the hint, and bent his head down to begin sucking on her nipples. Her boobs, so soft yet firm, had very sensitive nipples, and he sucked and pulled on them for all he was worth. Jenna began to get weak-kneed as he continued his sucking. Then he moved a hand down to her pussy and began rubbing a finger between her lips. Quickly, he inserted his. At first I tried to undo the buttons of her blouse one at a time, but impatience cost be my dexterity and I gave up, instead ripping it open and exposing her sinful tits to the night air.“Oh!” she gasped in surprise as the buttons went flying. I then pulled off her pants and underwear, much to her enjoyment. Mature, intelligent, and strong, Betty was a natural dominatrix, but that wasn’t to say she didn’t love playing the role of the masochist as well. To go down on her or to simply force.