Mandy came over and leant on the back of a chair and Nancy put an arm round her shoulders. ‘OK,’ she said, still gasping, her voice very breathy a...d deep. ‘OK, I tell you. That really bloody hurt, but I was wrong. It is sexy. It’s fucking sexy but it fucking hurts. I can handle it. I think I can handle it. When we do it for the movie I want, like, a little break between the whipping and the fuck. Also, also, I want Lill standing by all the time, like, to stop the scene and get me out of the. Donna explained that even though we fucked constantly she needed more. She held my face and kissed me deeply and Liz began rubbing my cock through my jeans. Soon my anger turned to lust and my pants layed on the floor with Liz getting me hard. Donna led me back to the padded table that we used to fuck on. and laid down pulling me down on top of her. My cock was rock hard and split her open easily. I began to slam her pussy while I could see out of the corner of my eye Liz getting fucked hard. She moved her hands slowly, simultaneously, unwillingly. Her tears trickled down and fell on her fantastic boobs. The men completely ignored her tears. Perhaps, for them, her crying only increased her sensuality. They just watched her hands move up and down gently. She held their cocks just tight enough for their foreskins to be pulled back and returned. The shiny tips of their great cocks appeared and disappeared under the dull glow of the overhanging naked bulb. Her tears kept rolling down,. Daddy thought he had hurt me, I think, as he stopped and I felt his cock inside me. That was a feeling I would never forget.Once daddy knew he had not hurt me, he started to slowly thrust. God it felt so wonderful. No vibrator or object I had ever used on myself felt like this. This was a hot throbbing feeling that filled the empty space between my legs. Each time daddy pushed inside, I pictured being consumed by a pile driver, driving a rod deep into depths unknown. The feeling of having a.