He made a good choice of guests for her to serve. Each had been so different. The first had been so very nervous that it calmed her, allowing her mind...to find a balance for the service task ahead. She had felt a certain empathy with this guest, bringing out the care aspect of her as she tried to help him last as long as he possibly could.The second guest had been rough, almost brutal. This had appealed to the whore buried inside her. To be used as a fuck toy for another person’s pleasure, to. “You just sit there and watch!”Billy was shaking with desire for this beautiful morsel of masturbating girlhood, but he forced himself to stay back, to only watch.Julie was extremely pleased that she had taken the boy’s attention away from the vicious whipping on the screen. Such painful torture really upset her and she didn’t want that to ever happen to her!She wanted this to happen to her!Her own hands teasing her own nipples! And Billy, forcing her hands away, taking her tits in his hands. It was also humiliating to know that there was no response on his part; his cock was just as limp as it had been for years. The herbs may have worked for his wife, yet on the other hand they may not have worked at all and his wife was seizing the opportunity that maybe she had craved to be actually fucked by a man who she didn't dislike and who at least could get it up.Harry paused, he was anchored up to his balls; he removed his shirt and managed to step out of his trousers before he thrust. All Alex could manage was a nodded as her body twitched and bucked under her younger brother. He repeated his question wanting her to give an answer as went deeper."YES!" Alex shouted as Max continued his speed. "Oh God!" She moaned.Max grunted as he pushed deeper, harder, he fell on top of Alex, burying his face into the curve of her neck. Her moans were driving him crazy as they rang through his ear. He slowed down, stopping her orgasm. He gave light strokes as she breathed into his ear. Her.