Fuck me hard. Jon obliged and fit a few more inches in. The pain was intense, but it felt good. I needed all of his cock in me, now. He fit all of it...in, and by this time I was wincing with pain but moaning because of the pleasure. He started slowly pulling his cock out and stuffing it back in my tight ass. I started moaning because of the pain and pleasure, and eventually the pain gave way to 100 percent pleasure. I begged to be fucked harder and faster, as Eric got on his knees and serviced. We arrived late and had had a full day. It was well after midnight when our staff let us sneak away to bed in a magnificent second floor master suite that reeked of one-hundred years ago. The bed was soft and warm, in all the right ways, and it was no time before my wristwatch alarm woke us at six.Samantha opted to rest, while I was full of energy, unable to imagine what the day of a Vice President consisted of beyond briefings and appearances. My temporary Chief-of-Staff, Jason Whittaker, had. The watching Brenda felt the same thrill when this handsome brute was exposed to the one she had felt at the film show when on the screen she had seen the huge prick of Silas. This horrid pale-skinned man now with her was frigging her lewdly and fiercely as she moaned at the sight of the great erect prick of the 'showman.' The angular woman was getting her own clothes off now, and when she was down to her nylons and girdle she began to use her mouth on the man to get his already horse-like cock. With the possible exception of her parents and stepfather, no one had ever treated her as well as Thule had when he wasn't being absolutely awful.As for giving her over to Maya, Marigold couldn't convince herself that she hadn't deserved it. And, unbelievably, Maya had forgiven her. It was like thinking she'd murdered someone and discovering that it had all been a big misunderstanding and they were alive and well.All right, Maya wasn't exactly well, but she was alive. And, she had forgiven.