She gripped his hips with both hands. “Don’t make me.” Reese hooked his fingers into her pants and drew them slowly down to her thighs. “I’... not making you do anything.” He moved his hand between her legs and brushed his fingers over the soft hair on her mound. “When was the last time you had sex?” he whispered. “Too long.” He delved deeper, parting her moist lips and sliding his finger through her wet heat. “N… Reese, n… oh fuck it.” He moved his fingers to the swelling button of her. Eric hovered above her now with an erection that looked nearly as large as John's, swollen from his seven hours of sexual torture. With every artery seemingly ready to burst, Amy begged him to pursue the relief he craved. Her neck bowed with her face only inches from his target, Amy tingled with anticipation. Eric's engorged head slowly opened her swollen lips before he penetrated her to full depth. Amy cried out loudly. With his hands returning to lock both of her ankles securely together,. What do I do?’ I laughed. ‘Don’t just suck, that won’t work by itself. Sort of fuck me with your mouth, as if your mouth were a pussy.’ She gave a delicious shiver, her breasts quivering delightfully. ‘Mmm, that sounds like fun.’ She bent and extended her tongue, like a cat, pointing it and licking the underside of my prick from balls to crown. It twitched and achieved the impossible by getting even harder. Alison giggled, that warm, fruity gurgle that I remembered so well, and did it again.. All to no avail. We left them to suffer.Miss Valdi and I returned to the Training Room at three o’clock in the afternoon. They would have had a nice rest.If you can rest in chains! The three gagged slaves were drooling copiously. Certainly they had a very strong desire to have those gags taken out. You could see it by the pleading in their eyes and the way they shook their heads.“Getting uncomfortable, is it?” enquired Miss Valdi, surveying them with satisfaction. “Making the jaw ache, eh?.