There was a lot of it too it got on my shirt, on the floor, some of it even shot across the room and landed on Madam Humbert.“Oh no, you came too so...n,” She chided, “You’ll have to do better than that if you want to work for me.” “I can do better than that I promise,” I said, “I’ll prove it.” And with that I stripped out of my clothes giving the oversexed cougar the sight of my young muscular body. I then got down on my knees and started licking her cooze. I licked her clitoris and sucked her. Some of them had a soft, golden light emanating from them, as whoever occupied those rooms had too kept their curtains open. I remember seeing faint shadows dart across those backwalls, and I briefly considered closing our own to get a bit of privacy. But my mind was flooded with the images of what had taken place earlier that morning, and during the concert itself.The sensual tingles and tickles of my fairly recent orgasm still lingered within my groin, even an hour or two after the concert.. That made me reluctant, because my pussy was still hurting from the raping that I had earlier. So Stephen held my neck from behind and the three of them carried me to Mark’s room down the hall. They laid me on Mark’s bed, then Mark laid down beside me and whispered to my ear, “don’t worry I’ll take care of you, and we won’t hurt you,” that made me calm down a bit. Since I no longer had anything hiding my pussy, the three had easy access to my swelling wet pussy. All of them just took off their. "Ohh Yeah," he sang along. He danced right into an operating table, sending a two-foot-wide disc tumbling to the floor."God-dammit, Frank, if you're gonna pester me in here, be careful!" She carefully lifted the disc back onto the table, reattaching some tubes and sensors. "He's in bad shape to begin with!" That's a patient?" Frank peered down at the disc, then jumped with recognition. It was a man, a famous man, in richly embroidered robes. He had been pressed flat, barely filling a third.