From time to time she would stare at me looking confused. Occasionally, she would suggest it was time to get my arm seen to. Each time I would shrug t...e suggestion aside. There were still people I could help, and as long as I was still standing, I was better off than he poor buggers at the bottom of the heap.The arrival of burly men in heavy fluorescent jackets and helmets was unexpected as it was welcome. In no time at all, the impromptu rescue arrangements were supplemented and eventually. Two fingers were thrust roughly in her as she lay on her back. I worked them relentlessly vigorously, angrily even, on the aroused, ridges that I knew marked her g-spot. Harder and harder, my fingers moved as the nipple clamp bit into me. The palm of my hand pressed tightly against her hard clitoris, stimulating that, too. It was a way of transferring my pain to her - but not as pain, but as pleasure. And she came. Yes, all the old cliches about the woman's moanings and cries for "more". I'm really pissed at you. Better go to your room. I don't want to see you here."Terry got up, grabbed his clothes and left. I heard the door to his quarters slam, not extra hard but loud enough to send a message that he was pissed too.Shit, did he know something? Was this a last and final warning? Well yes it was. I better be very careful. I know Jason is not going to give up. Now what?I went and took a shower and tried to think of something else but Jason came back into my mind, time and time. Christina told me to make sure I licked up all the juices that ran down to my wife's ass as I continued to eat her sweaty asshole. His cum tasted salty, warm and thick but I didn't mind because it was mixed with my wife's sweet nectar. Christina had a hold of my balls and was squeezing and told me not to miss a drop. My wife told me to get ready for my creampie I'd asked for and grabbed Paul's ass and screamed loudly as she forced him in and out of her. He said he couldn't hold it anymore and.