Truth be told, Sandrine did not find all sex unpleasant. Her master had been her first partner and he had introduced her to pleasure she’d not thoug...t possible.This night, she saw three of the four guests were men she’d never seen before. Her fear showed in her eyes, in her posture, and she held her ground only because to run would lead to a whipping and because the smile on her master’s face seemed to tell her everything would be OK.Everything was not OK.She never understood her master’s. As Daniel held him closely, now almost ready to pass out himself with his body tight against him, Carter pulled his eyelids up and confirmed that his pupils were equal. “That's a good sign, but you may still have a concussion,” he said. Gently running his hands over his head, he touched a lump at the top of his forehead. “Ouch!” he yelped. “I don't know if you have a concussion or not, but I do know that you're going to have a good, old-fashioned goose egg there for a few days,” Carter said.. ..but curious. What I didn't expect was that he now reached for my zipper and started trying to extract my semi-hard cock out from behind my underwear. He said I was small and I quickly barked back, "well what do you expect???" He took some of his lube and smeared a little on me as I started to get bigger... He did not really pay much attention to me since I was probably too small for his liking, but then took over with stroking his own cock again. His thrusts were now intense and his moaning. “Mike baby, I don’t…I can’t…MIKE OOOOOoooooooOOOooo…MIKE! GOD…OH SHIT! I CAN’T, IT’S TOO MUCH, TOO MUCH.” Teagan lied. Her words said she had no more left to give, her body had other ideas. Teagan was thrusting her hips toward me, at least as much as she could, considering I had her reasonable well pinned down. Her tight, wet pussy was clamping down on my cock with every long, deep thrust. Her hands were clenched tightly around my wrists. “OH MY GOD…IT’S…OH SHIT.” Teagan was going to.