‘Ain’t had a visitor in a long time, so you might as well come in for as long as it lasts.’ I figured he must be expecting company. Great, I tho...ght, maybe they’ll give me a ride. The interior of the cabana was rustically but comfortably outfitted in rattan and hammock-like furnishings. A hardwood bar lined one wall, complete with swiveling barstools, and a microwave sat atop a long set of cabinets which faced the door. On the bar sat a pile of CD’s, and some Italian opera floated softly down. In the comfort of the bed and the warm afterglow of the sex, April let herself drift off to sleep in the pastor’s arms.April awoke with a start, at first not sure where she was. Then memory kicked in and the evening’s events came back. Her eyes fell on the clock by the bed. It was six in the morning. She lay still, listening to Jack’s soft, even breathing beside her. Once she was sure that the pastor was still sleeping, April slipped out of bed and down the stairs. Finding her clothing in the. “the dick will not let the pee out” he laughed and just pushed this now hard dick in me deeper. That make me pee for sure. It does out and all over the bed and him. I found out pee does not come out my hole. Now its getting to be a long time. He has stroked me slowly for almost half hour. While it feels good its not exciting. I cover my face and think of Jacob, he was last one to get me. I ask him to go faster, He speeds up and pushes it deeper in me. OUCH! That hurts. He backs off some and. She stroked it, causing it to become quickly rigid once more.“Are you ready, Bitch? I see your cock is.”Without another word the Mistress pushed him onto all fours.The Assistant left the room only to be replaced by another who was also wearing a strap-on.“I’m going to demonstrate some of the skills I’ve been teaching your whore of a wife. I’m going to use you just like I use that cunt.”, she stated in a matter-of-fact tone while rubbing the tip of her cock against his ass.The Assistant grabbed.