More than once I gagged her but that stopped nothing. It seemed to make her want to feel my strength even more so I began to yank at her hair to forc... her to take me even deeper.We were in the unrelenting grip of passion. We could not stop. And it got rougher. As we began to fight ourselves to orgasm. Both furiously pulling at one another, her painfully at my cock while I reached over and cupped and pinched and pawed at her naked breasts that she had been so proud of at lunch. Sounds were. It felt like I was taking a crap as his half hard dick was leaving me, until I got to the head. I couldn’t push it out, I actually had to reach back and pull on him to force it out of me. Then I rolled him over on his back. He laid there arms spread out and still gasping, the sweat beading up on his oiled body. I got up and went to the kitchen and fetched two tall glasses of ice water. “Just pour it on me,” he said. “Get up here and drink it dumb butt. Are you ok, I thought we were worried. Roger stuck his crotch over the sink and splashed water over his crotch, rinsing off the shaving cream. His Mistress noticed that he had gotten some water and shaving cream on the floor, but didn't say anything, yet. Miss Penelope said, "Come over here and spread your legs, sub." She did not sound very pleased and Roger thought, what did I do wrong?Roger walked over to her and spread his legs as he stood before her. His cock was now only partially erect and it waggled in her face as he spread. Ten minutes later, Raul was surprised when he looked down into his lap to find a fine-looking hard on staring back at him. Twelve minutes later, Nannette was beginning to huff and puff, on her way to another of her patented screaming climaxes."Yeeeeeeeeehawwwwwww," crowed Raul.Brad watched a mystified Irma pad back into the living room to watch her husband ride the busty woman. She frowned slightly.Raul caught sight of her from the corner of his eye. "Hey, woman," he called out, "live with.