My whole consciousness consists of a pain source called a cock. Everything else is irrelevant but in the deep twisted recesses of my mind, I could see...that she had done a good job and if I recovered it would look great and be an interesting talking point with sex. If anyone saw my cock at a urinal or in a changing room, I couldn’t hide it. Urinal! Hah little did I know!! THE INNOCENT Chapter Four After a short break, they returned to the room and Helmut said, “We thought we’d be about finished. He’d have his way with her one way or another, but afterwards, what would he do? He was in a private room in his club with guards posted outside both the front and back doors, so she couldn’t escape, and the walls and doors were thick enough that it was almost impossible to hear anyone shrieking and begging for their lives.This vixen was amazing, though. She did not seem afraid. She climbed to the top of the pole and opened her legs wide, slowly rotating around as she exposed her. "Megan slipped on the second suit and looked into the full-length mirror. There wasn't much to the suit, and what material there was didn't hide much at all. She could see her breasts clearly, and the netting got larger allowing her nipples to be clearly seen. The crotch of the bikini bottom was as reveling as the top, and when she sat on the edge of the bed and parted her legs just a bit she was shocked. "Holy shit, I can see my pussy right through this."When Megan didn't come out of the. . no choice, now do as you are fucking told before we start advertising your ass properly!” shouted ThorneStacey stood up and walked to the bathroom with Davis and undressed whilst he picked up a few items from the bar downstairs. I roll of duct tape, a net sack that held the oranges, a cucumber, a box of condoms and a stapler. He walked through the office which was met with intrigue by his friends, Stacey was sitting on the toilet naked and crying. Davis ignored her tears and begun to cut up.