I could tell he felt it when it went over his prostate. I began a steady rhythm of fucking, enjoying the contractions of his man cunt and the moans of...pleasure from his throat. I left his nipple and found his cock; it was starting to get hard in spite of the milking. He might not have any juice left to ejaculate, but he would enjoy a dry orgasm. The pill was keeping me hard and prolonging my orgasm. I picked up the pace and began a royal fucking, withdrawing and slamming hard into his ass. He. I nodded, and we drew our Glocks. With our accuracy at that distance, it was a case that a man fell with every one of our shots. Nine men meant nine shots from our .45 Glocks. We switched to fresh magazines as soon as the last man fell, and it was a good thing because reinforcements had finally arrived.This group must have been that large ambush force that I had mentally speculated about. They didn't start shooting until they got quite close, some as close as 10 feet. This time, there was no. Mr. Jeeves was party to the discussion through microphones in the waiting room, but he said nothing to me. We decided we had got to a point where we should break for lunch, so we joined the ladies in the waiting room, to see about that meal.We stepped in, and at once Frobisher came over and gave me a hug and kiss; and then Catherine came and did the same, to my surprise. I looked at them both, and got a smile in return from each of them. That didn’t help me one bit to work out what was going. ‘I am,’ she moaned. ‘I love your touch.’ Naked, we lay against each other amid the wadded up sheets. My hand rested between her legs as I kissed her. My tongue roamed in her mouth, then hers in mine. No rush, no c***d begging for her attention, just soft skin pressed against soft skin. I could feel her fingers exploring my pussy, and then finding my clit. ‘There!’ I said a bit louder than I’d had expected. ‘Sorry. Just so nice to have you touch me there. … Pretend you’re touching yourself.’.