I keep sucking hard, fingering forcefully, I hold you as you start to quake violently. You cum so hard, your legs wobble and I keep fingering and suck...ng. You cry out in ecstasy as your orgasm lasts for almost a full minute, then you go limp in my arms. I slide my fingers slowly out. You whimper. I suck my fingers clean. The water flows over us. You open your eyes, glazed over and vacant. I love you so much, I love making you cum. I know we don’t have time for fucking now, as much as I. The woman gets off the sofa kneels down in front of you and removes your jeans and knickers. She slides you to the edge of the sofa and starts to lick you. While licking you she inserts three fingers and finger fucks you slowly.Meanwhile the man has removed his trousers allowing his cock to spring free. You can’t help but place your head in his lap and take his cock in your mouth, while he plays with your tits.The woman continues to lick away all the time fingering herself with her other. Faces swam in and out of my blurry vision, Anna, Maria, Molly, Naomi, Conchita and most often, Belle. The one constant in my dream world was the unrelenting burning pain I felt in my right arm and side. From underneath my arm, down to my hip, it felt as if someone had flayed the skin from my body. I think that laudanum in great quantities was all that kept me from screaming.I regained full consciousness while lying on a narrow cot in the same cell in which I’d visited Pedro Diaz the first time. I had no way to know how long she would continue to walk around in her kitchen barely dressed as she was and I didn’t want my pleasure to end. When she walked closer to the window and bent forward, replacing her metallic object in the egg carton, her nightgown fell away very nicely, giving me an excellent view. I was stunned. I hadn’t been able to see that she had clit rings adorning her pussy before because she had been too far away or my eyes just weren’t good enough. Not only that, I could.