I held out for about ten more seconds as Cheryl rose and crashed down on my cock. My second orgasm drained my sperm, and my energy. I collapsed back o...to my bed in a stupor. Cheryl lay on top of me, my cock still embedded in her womanhood.She kissed me and played with my nipples while I recovered my senses."Will, you are amazing. Bruce and I didn't have a clue what sex was." I cringed at the mention of her ex-boyfriend again. I was getting tired of hearing about Bruce. I kept my mouth. She looked down and saw what we doing and said, "You guys need to get naked." We both stripped before her and when she saw the size of Marc's cock I knew she wanted him in her.Marc's cock is bigger than mine and my wife wanted to see me take it into my mouth. I did as she asked and she asked me to take it all and hold his balls. I took him as deeply as I could and I heard her saying to him, "Kiss me and fuck his mouth." He began to work his huge cock in and out of my mouth and it reached. That meant these men either died from asphyxia when the fire pulled all the oxygen from the tunnel, or from starvation. I hoped it wasn’t the latter.Wiring for electricity and bare light bulbs ran the length of the thousand-foot tunnel, as well as into each cell. Evidently, the men were expected to produce barrels while captives inside their cells. Aside from a workbench and a sturdy wood chair, each cell had a rusty metal bed frame with the remnants of a thin cotton-filled mattress on it. They. It was two in the morning. She was relieved at that. She removed her robe and put her towel on a hook, then stepped under one of the shower nozzles and turned on the water. It poured down around her and she put her head right under it to wash out the egg.She shampooed her hair, not once, but three times, then began cleaning her face, shoulders and the rest of her body. When she had soaped herself all over, she stepped under the water again, turning her face upwards to let the soap wash off.She.