He fell backwards and she straddled him as he lay on the floor."Say goodbye to your dick, Clifford," she said and brought down the knife.Clifford sat ...olt upright in bed, his body covered in sweat. Beside him lay Janet, sleeping soundly. He took this as a sign that he didn't scream during his nightmare. He considered going to the window to look out, but decided against it."Are you okay, Raphael?" said Janet sleepily. She knew him as Raphael, the Italian Stallion, from the party Clifford had. Still facing away I slide my open blouse off my shoulders and slip off the bra. Lowering my skirt I stand there in just my shoes, and turn towards the desk. My eyes fly to your eyes, trapped in your gaze my eyes widen as I move forwards to stand on the cross on the floor, one foot on either end of it, spread wide, my hands on the back of my neck under my hair. Having watched me into position in silence you bend once more to your work, I am left standing ignored, disregarded, I feel a small. She forced my whole cock into her mouth, deep throating my pulsing cock as she played with my balls, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and looked up at me.“God you’re big”I didn’t even get time to reply as she gorged herself on my cock again, sucking hard, I couldn’t stop myself, she was driving me mad, I grabbed her head and started to thrust into her mouth, I could hear her muffled ‘Yes yes yes’ as my cock drove down her throat, I looked down and found her looking up at me, she moved her. Sara began to rub her tongue against Rebecca, their lips mashing into each other, tongues darting deep into each other's mouth."Feel each other's tits and nipples. Do it hard, I want to hear the other in pain."Rebecca knew that this was coming, they always loved to hurt them. She began to squeeze Sara's breasts, paying special attention to her nipples. They had become very hard so it was easy to grip them tightly. As she did, she could hear the muffled groans of pain coming from Sara. Sara.