With each blast from my groin, I felt an accompanying grunt escape my lungs, each one driving me further and further towards the culmination of my own...climax.Joanne involuntarily howled the bliss of her orgasm’s consumption of her being, that howl slowly becoming a low-pitched shout, then rising to an almost ear-piercing scream, followed by a series of short yelps. She trembled and shook beneath me for what felt like several minutes, somehow managing to grip my back with her thighs as she. He introduced himself,his name was Ron and he joined me leaning against the deck. Ron was atall, black gentleman, probably about 6'3" so he was even taller thanme in heels, seemed to be about 45 years old and seemed to be verypolished. He was dressed as a fireman and was looking for some airhimself."Thanks" I said sarcastically. "I'm supposed to be with Julie overthere, but it looks like she's getting along just fine without me." I'm sorry to hear that." he said. We talked a little more, he. I was made to stand up so all could see my still hard cock dribbling, I couldn’t help myself I had to wank the rest of the sperm out. The girls seemed to be enjoying masturbating too.I still hard a semi hardon when Mrs McCluskey told us to stand in a line and take of our shirts (and bras for the girls)Well that did it for me my cock started to get hard again. We all then to stand in a row while Mrs McCluskey went to the cupboard to fetch a light but evil looking cane.One by one we were made to. As they finished the meal, Carmine began clearing the dishes but Jessica told the lovely Mexican that she and Cathy would do the dishes. Carmine pointed to the door and Jessica nodded. As the young woman walked off the front porch Jessica turned to Cathy and Sierra."She often takes long walks at night. Sometimes we go together, other times she prefers to be alone. I think she's giving us some time alone to catch up." Did you ever find her mother?" asked Cathy."No," replied Jessica, deciding to.