Neither girl could walk to the whipping frame to receive her punishment; their legs had turned to jelly and they had needed to be half dragged and hal... carried. Those of the battalion who had not been co-opted to wield the whips on the foolish pair stood around expectantly. When the two smooth backs had received their first lash, tiny drops of blood had appeared. Now both girls were shedding blood copiously and their torment had scarcely begun."One Hundred and Twenty" sang out Josephine, who. There was no mention of the CIA in any of articles, so there'd been no pressure on that organization to release me. It was impossible to imagine that they would have ever let me go; not after what they'd done to me, where I'd been, the faces I'd seen, and the journalistic investigation that would follow my shouting out my story. If the pressure on the Government itself had got so high that something had to be done to ease it, I could only imagine that my dead body would be found somewhere in. . this has given me another plan. Everyone not directly involved as the penetrator, penetrated, or fluffer, should all line up in a rimming train to lick each other’s butts. We’ll make a long, snake-like line, if you will. Yes, yes, you, Tristan, lick Melissa’s pucker just as she loves! Eat her ass! I think that she’s in slut heaven as it is, even more so now!” I directed the rest of the group, who got into the fun very fast without any complaints.Well, to be fair, who in their right minds. I was like a baby trying to get milk from the tit. I was alternating sucking those dicks, trying to make sure all were happy. I was in the middle of my first orgasm when I heard the boys arguing. While I didn’t know what they were saying I surmised that each felt the other was hogging the prize. I took Edwin’s dick out of my mouth and was about to speak up when Edwin started to shoot his load. The first stream hit me on my cheek and hair but Edwin quickly grabbed my head and shoved his.