The intact bag of skin was pushed out of the brass mechanism, and his blood started to flow from the opening where it had emerged, just a trickle now....elinda picked up the empty sack and danced over to where Joy was seated. Sometime early in the countdown, Pandora had given the signal to end the fisting of the consort, and he now lay across Sister Joy's lap, where she comforted his aching asshole with gentle touches, and rewarded him for his bravery with loving strokes of his long hard cock.The. “Brad, you meant that one...”“I meant all of them, Beck.”“This one’s special,” she said. “The way we just fit together. No urgency...” she sighed, verging on a whimper as she moved on me. “No urgency this time.”I kissed her again.“Love, Brad...”“It is. Always has been.”This time she initiated the kiss that bonded us together. She’s right. No urgency. We slowly twisted on the sofa, me lying on my back, her straddling me again... Straddling. Linda was all about ‘missionary’, mainly because it was. Properly busted. “It isn’t what you think,” Emily warbled.“I said to get in here,” she heard him snarl. “Don’t make me tell you again.”Trembling, Emily went. She stepped into the living room. Saw his shape in the old armchair. “I’m sorry,” she whimpered.He chuckled. It was a dark and disturbing sound. “No you’re not,” he said, voice full of menace.Emily started with, “I am--” but he cut her off.He growled, “Shut your lying fucking mouth. Get in here. Get closer. I want to see what you’ve got. I realized then that the cashier was right the hole in the wall was not for peeping at all. Rory couldn’t believe the man had the audacity to put his dick through the wall.“So you still want to be a whore? You were just frightened by a 5 inch pecker?” I laughed at her.Rory smiled at me with a lemony face and said that she just didn’t expect it and laughed it off. This place was really something else. I later learned that was called a “Glory Hole” and they are fairly common in truck stops.We.