"He was lifting my off of him fast. His Dick was coming in and out of my ass so fast that i could hardly see it. my eyes were closed. my arms lay limp...at my sides. i bit my bottom lip and leaned my head back on his shoulder making a low moan. He was grunting alot. "Your a fucking whore. you jsu tlove the cock, dont you? well dont worry youll get your share. and with this tight little hole you might get some other peoples shares to."Just after he said that another man. Hamel. How very gallant of you,” she said. “A glass of water and a clean pressed handkerchief for a lady in distress. Chivalry is not dead. Thank you.”He shifted a little from foot to foot.“My dad said that the mark of a gentleman was to always carry an extra handkerchief. You never know when it might be needed.”Rebecca looked at him. About twenty, she estimated—perhaps twenty-one. Ragged blue jeans and a shirt that looked like a paint rag. His hair was shoulder length and his beard had never. ’ With that he landed three more strokes on her tender flesh before bending to suck the soreness away. He pressed a buzzer beneath the bed, to summon the two mouths. ‘Continue. She will be quiet now – wont you?’ He tickled her chin with the whip. She nodded. She felt the plastic penis re-inserted into her now-sore cunt. Or was it an even bigger one, she wasn’t sure. It began to thrust into her viciously, trying to make her cry out as she was rammed towards that delayed orgasm. Her breasts were. For a couple of hours we all sat there, until it got to a time when me and Claire could make our way to bed. As our bedroom door closed behind me, I told Claire how horny I had been all evening, and when she looked at me and said she felt the same way. She knelt down in front of me, and by the time she had released my zipper I already had a full erection, she slid her mouth around my cock, and began to give me a wonderful soft blow job. Her tongue played with my glans, her saliva lubricated my.