.. stop... oogghh... stooo... ooopppp.“But Sambo was only just beginning. Such was the man's skill and willpower, he was perfectly capable of fuckin... in this fashion for twenty minutes or more.Within five minutes, amidst vociferous applause from the guards, squealing Flavia climaxed a second time.Yet still, whilst she moaned and cried out hoarsely for it to cease, the gleaming black piston continued to glide in and out.„Reckon she's juicy enough now!“Squelch...Squelch...„What's she feel like. As Thomas began to expertly make up the cocktail Kim could not help asking Thomas,“So do you and Frank do these games often?”Thomas shook his head, “This is not a game.”Kim concentrated on opening a new champagne bottle. As they were almost finished, one of the slaves was being taken to the tables with whips by a kindly looking couple in their mid-forties. The slave, a girl with the ankle bracelets who was around Kim’s age, had a resigned expression. The man called out for the piano to stop and. After a brief rest, Denise cleaned up my leaking breast milk, then she began masturbating for me while I watched, instantly I felt so turned on again.She took my hand and placed it on her hand as she rubbed her pussy. I could only stare at it. She has a small patch of dark hair just above her slit, very pretty. Her lips are very full and they are loose around her opening, her clit was hidden until she began her handwork.I suddenly realised she was talking to me asking me if I liked what I was. I could feel the pinching, and probing, and the slapping. Ahard swat to my butt, another across my face. Then another series of slapsacross my ass. My face stung. My tits stung, and my ass was on fire. I was in asubmissive trance, and strangely, loving it all, needing more.Then a voice broke through and I heard Michael say, "You want it, don't youslut? You want a big, young, cock in your pussy, don't you?"I felt the frenzy too and I heard myself urgently saying, "Yes Master,please fuck me."Two.