He saw and knew why I was fucking Joe back so hard. “Yes, the old man did give a real good fuck. As soon as he recovers, I'll give him a chance to g...ve it to me again.”Brett just gave me a funny look as I left the bathroom. I went back out into the great room, there were a few people coupled up on the sofa and easy chairs. I scanned the room looking for Harold, anyway I think his name was Harold. He was the black dude who came tonight. My eyes finally caught sight of him on the lanai, he was. She started to moan loudly. I am not sure if it was from me or Nick, who was grinding into her ass with his big cock, which I presumed was now very erect. It didn’t matter. We were entering my familiar zone of pure lust and sexiness — three sexy people enjoying each other.Just then, I took Pam’s hand and led her down the hallway to her bedroom. She doesn’t know, but Nick and I are familiar with her king-sized bed. Nick grabbed a bottle of wine and some glasses and joined us.Pam and I hopped. After she'd gotten back to the head, she released it and raised her head until the glistening, purple knob was just bumping the underside of her chin."Y'know Mr. Thompson, I really do like doing this for you. Knowing that I can have this kind of effect on a man, on a schoolteacher with only my mouth really makes me feel good...", and with that she lowered her head again and slowly started sucking him back into her mouth.All that was left for the unprincipled teacher to do was to lean back and. The sound of the pump had fallen off to a soft purr as the amount of fluid available increased beyond its demand.I began to feel pain. A sharp ache was developing in both breasts as they threatened to grow beyond the ability of my skin to contain them. Something had to be done and quickly.I turned my head to look at my captor. He was sitting at a table in the corner, fiddling with another of his torture devices and was unaware of my situation. The risk of more punishment seemed small compared.