He moves inside me with slow, deliberate strokes. He massages my ass as he thrusts deep inside my wet pussy. I feel his balls slap against me, as he...picks up speed. He’s fucking me hard and fast now, plunging deep inside me, my hips arching back to meet him stroke for stroke. The sounds of me groaning deeply and his cock sliding in and out of my soaked pussy filled the air.I tell him to fuck me harder, which he does. I begin to cum and my orgasm wells from deep within my recesses, rushes. Her arms were bound to the arms of the wheelchair, her feet bound to the footrest, her waist was bound to the back of the chair with blue ropes matching those which encircled her breasts.“What have you done to her!” John demanded.“A vibrating butt plug, a vibrator up her cunt and a little electric shock machine up her pee hole,” Melissa explained, “In addition to what you can see.”“Dear god,” John exclaimed but the woman was working her cunt muscles, milking John’s cock. “Oh fuck!” he proested. I am normally a pretty loud screamer anyway but this time I am glad Chris’s head was down at my cock. Had my mouth been beside her ear, I would have blown out her eardrum. With every movement of her head going up and down my shaft the screaming continued. She passionately bobbed and stroked for another 40 seconds or so as I repeatedly roared my approval. I had my eyes clutched tightly closed. I finally opened them as I began to come down from the “best one ever.” You know the feeling. The. 'I should feel repulsed by seeing another guy shoot his load, but yet, I can't stop watching.'"Yes, step bro, give me all of it tonight, Sarah can have you back tomorrow night," she muttered before Chris distributed his first stream right in in between her hooters.I saw him dole out four more shots all over her rack as she kept moving his schlong in between shots. She never stopped stroking his dick, so he kept rattling around as if he alone was in an earthquake."Thank you, Chris," Shelia.