Panting heavily, the man pulled the door open, its well oiled hinges making no sound, his Armani shoes quiet against the carpeted floor of the reading...room.Getting closer, he could smell her untouched youth; almost feel his hands against her soft skin. Grinning broadly, unable to stop himself, the man all but pounced. One hand grabbed the back of the Asian girl's neck as the other reached around and grabbed the front of her shorts as she let out an ear-splitting scream.Without a moment's. I looked him in the face and this time it was me that smiled and I bowed my head into his lap and planted a light kiss onto the end of his penis which twitched again as if in recognition, I passed my tongue all around the top of his now bulbous organ and I felt him let go of my penis and use his hands to help him wriggle his jeans down below his bum and properly free his penis and testicles. By now I had nearly all of his penis in my mouth and whilst one hand caressed his testicles the other. Lisa’s graceful slender form and long legs looked like a gazelle. She was excited by the kiss and Sissy could see her large clit poking out of the slit below her pubic bone. The girls sat on the couch and Lisa turned her back to her and like the first night sat down between her legs and leaned back against her boobs like a cushion. Then Brad walked into the light like a marble statue – cut and ripped from his days as a swimmer, and naked so every muscle was in plain sight. His hard cock was. I was to believe he had given his life, in order that they would get their full enjoyment from my hanging; I would serve my turn at the rope in due course. The reality was this:The male had been fully processed by the women; thrashed humiliated, denied, sissified and utterly broken. He is taken from his mistress’s bedroom to a corridor where a host of grinning dominant women show him a trolley which has a sheet over it; this is wickedly whipped away to reveal a coffin. The domes delight in.