But this device had four long, narrow slots, one every quarter turn. On the flat end, there was a lever. He moved it back and forth. The first time he...moved it, there was a 'click', but nothing happened. He had no idea why this would be part of the collection of torture devices from the Spanish Inquisition."It has to be warm first," the smooth-talking, bearded proprietor told him. "Here – let me show you. I've already demonstrated this to several people today, so I am prepared."It was his job. ." No it's alright. I never should have thrown the phone it's just that..." She sobbed then and sniffled and fought back tears, turning her face into a mask of anger. "That son of a bitch is such a liar. He's cheating on me I know it. My friends told me so. He's in Miami fucking that slut! How could he!"I swallowed hard. I had no intention of getting involved in a lovers’ quarrel at one o'clock in the morning. I had a flight to catch the next day and while it wasn’t until early evening I did. My cunt opened up and his cock juices made it easier for him to fuck me, sinking deeper and deeper with each thrust. I pushed back. I wanted all I could get. I was lost in the pure pleasure of being fuck by a giant cock. Jack humped and humped driving into me hard and fast. As his cock tip touched the opening of my womb, I fell into the lust of it all. Forgot was the fact that it was a dog fucking me. Forgot was Frank. All my body wanted now was release and more of this giant cock invading my. That’s just what Damien was waiting for, he pulled Sandra up as his cock came out of her mouth with a pop. ‘Baby, I gotta fuck that sweet pussy of yours Now!’ Damien whispered, with an evil grin on his face. ‘Ooooh baby, please, I want you to fuck me!’ Sandra cried. She had no idea what was about to happen as he leaned her over the theatre seat. He shoved his cock into her as she gasped with delight. For a young man, he was so big and thick. As he pumped into her, he knew he had to make his.