He collapsed on top of her bound body panting with his glasses shifted at an awkward angle. He still felt his member twitching in her hole pouring eve...y last drop of his essence uselessly into her guts. His nuts were aching from such a prolonged release and he groaned when he started to pull out, but it felt like her insides were stuck around him. He slowly slipped free from that thick ring of muscle with a wet pop and watched as it closed shut to hold in his release. The only indication. Again her hands massage me, again missing the welts but this time she isn't so gentle. Her nails scrape at the dried come and her fingers pinch at my erect nipples. I try to keep my mind from the tingles that are spreading between my legs, numbing the throbbing pain that the men had left."You will learn to love it, I promise." Her wispers are so quite that at first, I'm sure I had imagined it but as her hands keep going down first cleaning my stomach then moving to my pubic mound, I hear her. ”“Wow. You don’t seem to lack for anything.”“No, I guess not.” I clamped my jaw shut before the words ‘not anymore’ came out. Damn it, what was I thinking? I had known her for ten hours. Get a grip. “Are you hungry? I’ve got some beef stew we can reheat.”“May I cook for us,” Sharon asked. “I’m not trained in that,” she smirked at my expression of mock surprise, “but I can probably come up with something.”“Sure. What can I do to help?”“Given the size of the kitchen,” she pointed to the chair,. She cried out, her voicefilled with a deep satisfaction, yet one with unrestrained longing. "Well now, John. I think Samantha had a clitoral orgasm there." Clint saidclinically, but with humor in his voice. "I think you're right, Clint. Did that feel good Sam?" John said, leaningover and looking her in the eye. Sam nodded, not trusting her voice. "Want more?" Once again, she nodded her head, licking her lips. "Better give her another drink, John." Clint said. John nodded, returning to.