My eyes immediately were drawn down to that long heavy tube of manly flesh lying against his thigh."Is this what you want, Joey?" he asked as from the...corner of my eye, I saw him nod towards his exposed cock."Ye ... yes please," I said as for some reason, I felt my mouth watering. It was like my body knew I needed his magnificent cock back in my mouth. I guess it was one of the symptoms of my fever."Okay, son. I think I've got an idea that will just help things along." He got up from his chair. He just kept grinning and laughing as he used both hands to hold me round the waist again and then the thrusting started as he began to fuck me. He kept withdrawing then thrusting his penis back into me, he kept doing it, as hard as he could, again and again. He kept ramming it back into me, hurting me as he pushed and forced his large penis in as far as he could.I knew the younger Arab who was holding the knife against my neck could understand me, so I started pleading and begging him to tell. I was hoping for a new couple that we would want to play with. As the night rolled on and the room filled up it didn't look like there was much playing going on. I was talking to a new couple, and I thought there was potential there. Mark and Jill were not new to the lifestyle and I recognized them from their profile pics on our web site. I was very interested in Mark. He was tall, covered in ink, and was a biker-type of dude with a big fat cock. Jill, on the other hand, was pretty but a little. The coffee pot whistled behind the glass door. Viv entered, humming to herself. She filled her cup with a swift move, careful not to burn her tiny fingers.She headed out, down the corridor, considering the numbers on the door. In the end, she picked number 456. She swiped her key card and smiled tenderly at the young man tied down on the milking table. He moaned, hearing the click of the door."Good morning, Conrad!" Viv thrilled, before slowly caressing his engorged balls. He would have yelled,.