She whimpered, whined, moaned, and groaned in chorus to my own involuntary grunts of exertion. Each time I slammed into her, my hips slapping her ass...cheeks, merely increased my lustful passion for her dark orifice.Gaby cried out, “More! Harder!” My only response was to howl in ecstasy.“God, you’re so deep!” she’d exclaim, followed by my incomprehensible roar.Her breathing was ragged, as was mine. I felt the inevitable release approach. My cock somehow found that extra bit of length, extra. She had been used over and over. She did not believe her own body’s reaction to this forced assault. Anna had liked it. No, she had loved it! Already she wanted more, remembering the joy of orgasm. Yesterday she had been a virgin, today she was the biggest slut. The door opened and closed. She looked over, expecting to see Number Three. Instead, she saw her Captor. ‘Well, my little slut. After seeing your performance, Number Three decided he couldn’t win. It’s my turn with you.’ The door. I noticed a fair share of blatant satisfaction. "Be brave, girl. It's his night, let him have it," I encouraged myself in thoughts. When Stan was ready to take me on a long ride with his Transsiberian Railway, he took off my thong, which landed on the carpet with a splash of the wetness contained. The cock got inside with no trouble and our bodies rubbed against each other. I put my neck up as I sought his lips for a kiss, but he pressed my forehead down to the pillow. We were in constant eye. ”“Thank you so much. I was nervous about asking because I know you are careful who you employ.”“That is the one thing, how will she handle this.” Elizabeth was by island standards formally dressed in a blouse held shut by one button and stretch shorts. Phil since not working was nude like a lot of staff and guests during the day. Lotus Island was not merely a nudist resort in fact in the evening most people wore something but something revealing but also openly sexually free. All right nobody.