I could see Julie in the dining room standing by the table giving it a polish. She was slightly leaning over it with her back to me and was wearing a ... shirt and fairly short skirt so I could see about half way up her thighs. She must have heard me come in as she started to polish the table with exaggerated movements so her plump bottom swayed from side to side as well as back and forth. I moved in behind her and placed my hands on her broad hips. “Nice polishing action you have there” I said.. The two women writhed helplessly under the vicious onslaught, arms straining and loins trembling over the wooden shafts that pinned them to their crosses while his whip carved a thousand cuts into their outstretched bodies and blood rained down around them. Hoarse screams and hopeless sobbing filled the air. Oliviya, too, moved sensuously in her seat. Her hands roamed about her undulating form, brushing her skin and tousling her mane of coal-black hair, now caressing the arm of the chair,. “ Oh god. Is it all in?” she asked.“No not yet. We'll get there” I told her. I pushed all the way in and started to just rock my body on top of hers but kept my cock still. “ I can't feel how deep you are. All I can feel is a burning in my bum hole. It's not too bad though. Are you going to fuck me like this?”“Yes baby. I'll take it nice and slow until the burning stops. Right now give me your hand.” I took her hand and placed it on her bush. “ Rub your clit baby.” I made a slight withdrawal. Even on Sadhu, they were considered well-endowed. But here was a woman who not only had a lingam where a yoni might normally be found, but one who shared with the two husbands, a lingam of proud dimensions. She was outspread on the gravel and dirt, her penis flopping over a thigh and her bosom high above her chest and off the ground. When the two couples were near enough to examine her face, they could see that it was most definitely feminine but, in keeping with her muscularity and her.