He would have loved to keep fucking Walter with a passion; if it were not for the tingling felt in his own balls. The slap, slap, slap sound of his ba...ls on the silky ass cheeks was now blurring Nelson. The sound of his heavy breathing, the pain in his rapidly moving back and the pace of his hand stroking his own cock was all suddenly jumbling in his mind. He could hear Walter squirming, as he gave him his cock; balls deep over and again and Walter took it boldly, deep until his legs were rigid. My hands met the hem of her skirt and I gently stroked her warm thighs, pulling the skirt higher up with each stroke.My hands moved to caress the soft skin of her inner thighs. Then skin felt warmer as I moved a hand higher in between her outstretched legs.Suddenly, my fingers met wetness in between her legs. My mouth abandoned her nipple abruptly and I looked down at her crotch.‘Good God!’ I gasped.Her pussy was covered with a white cotton panty. Her love juice had seeped through it so that it. I don’t want to damage you permanently; it is merely nice and warm.”“As penalty for talking out of turn, this pail will now be moved to a location you can see.” The pail of excrement and cum and water was slipped under the pillory board holding him in place by a gloved hand attached to a white sleave and was placed directly under his face. It stank to high heaven. “Darlin, there is something for you to enjoy. That is just some of the nasty foulness that was in you. You have been a bad, bad man. "Cindy sat down on the sofa and Linda sat next to her, grinning."No," Cindy said. "I wasn't going to play with myself. I was... I'd better not say. I don't think you're ready for that." Now you have to tell me!" Linda blurted, her dark eyes flashing. "Or I'll burst!"Cindy was reluctant to share her deepest secret. But then she thought, "What the hell, if she doesn't like it she can leave, and if she does like it, well..." Promise not to tell anybody?" Cindy said."Promise, cross my heart," Linda.