I arrived home around 2:00 am. Iwas exhausted, so I went right to bed, without even checking on sissy. Ifigured the little slut had been down there fo... about 13 hours, what harmcould another 6 or 7 do? I awoke around 9:00 am and decided it was time tosee how sissy was doing. I went down in the basement I immediately noticedthat something was different. It wasn't that sissy had escaped or anythinglike that, it was the smell, there was an odor in the air that I justcouldn't put my finger on. I. A humongous cock was sliding in and out of the woman’s hurting pussy on the screen. Tom was expecting Sir White’s cock fucking his throat but he did not get his wish granted. Seeing Mr. White getting ready to retire, Tom shut the TV off and began to get ready to go to bed. Stripping down to his underwear, he jumped in the bed. He did it fast on purpose to have his chance to watch Mr. White strip. Maybe this was his only chance to see him as naked as possible.He watched very intently as Sir. It was true, of course, and there was no greater feeling. I had given her back to the Earth, as a gift to the sexual appetites of the men and women of London. She gently massaged her engorged, pink clit, using spunk to soothe her cunt, fucked red raw by men who cared for little than their own satisfaction at the temple of her body."More..." She cooed, moving her hands up towards her tiny titties, pursing her lips as if she had an insatiable thirst only a thick clock could quench."My turn,". What I seen next had shocked me.My little sister was masturbating and it was all on display. I immediately wanted to close the door and run to my room, grossed out by what I seen. However, I was drawn in and compelled to watch. Fortunately her eyes were shut by the look of it as the light in her room was not completely off, just dimmed down enough you wouldn’t noticed it under the door. She had her legs spread apart and was rubbing her pussy with one hand more sensually than she was vigorously..