Na een paar minuten werd het duidelijk, Lucinda bewerkte mijn eikel met ijsklontjes en het brandende gevoel verdween snel. Gaat het beter zo vroeg ze,...ik bevestigde door te knikken. Ze gaf een ruk aan de dildo die al die tijd in mijn aars was blijven zitten en zei “wat zeggen we dan slaaf” dank u wel meesteres antwoordde ik snel. De dildo begon weer te pompen in mijn aars steeds dieper en dieper tot de ballen van de kunstpik tegen mijn billen ramden. De meesteres maakte de slagen nu maximaal ze. Now I was about to get up when the door opened once again and soon a yet more healthy but not very hefty cock came through the hole straight into my mouth. This one was already half erect and I was drawn to it. I know I should have not but I groped it, sliding my fingers around it to expose its purple head, jerking it a little and then taking it in my mouth. O’ Geez! This was very tasty cock, I swear. The voices from the video screen were reaching me and I could also see the bitch for a woman. They erupted with a gleeful barrage of cheers, jeers, and applause as his expression moved to one of exquisite pleasure and utter submission; his cock manipulated expertly by the ginger bitch, shot loops of hot semen as he savoured his divine bondage, sweet humiliation and the increasing pressure to his neck and throat as the feminine guard took utmost pleasure in slowly winding the garrotte. She was close to coming as she watched her redheaded companion make him spend for an eternity while she. Naked now I growled; “Nine months maximum Nan, and there`s nothing anyone in this world, can do to ease or extend that, just nine more months at the absolute maximum…” the effort of putting that in words brought me to tears, and the lovely Nan dropped the clothing then wrapped her arms around my neck in a motherly caress that both comforted me and allowed me to vent my feelings into her soft jumper covered shoulder as well as hiding her expression from me. I make no bones about it, or excuses,.