You tell me your going to show me exactly how you masturbate after reading the stories I send you. You tell me that you’ve thought about watching m... get hard from watching you fuck yourself for a long time. As your talking with me your hand is between your legs caressing your crotch, I notice and of course try and look but your staring me right in the eye. You tell me that your pussy is hot and wet, as one of your hand caresses your breast you see me trying to watch your hands and look you. Widening your tunnel by stretching with my fingers still inside, I shot my tongue into your tunnel slowly when it went inside, I withdraw my fingers. I twist my tongue inside your pussy probing and licking it. Then, I know that your going to cum and I find a gush of hot lava from your tunnel.I press my mouth tightly to your hole and swallow your hot juices. My mouth is filled again and again with the continued flow of you’re cum. I am also enjoying myself and I’m gulping down your thick oily. The men bent down to get a good view of her long pussy lips and pierced hood. The guy next to me dropped his pants and was stroking his hard cock. Another guy soon followed. She continued to dance, pulling her lips apart and occasionally sliding a finger inside herself. She pulled on her nipples. Taking her foot, she ran it up one guys’ leg, rubbing his hard shaft with the sole of her foot. Then into another’s lap, rubbing the obvious bulge. I was hard and rubbing myself through my jeans,. Brian's hindpaws reached down, seeking leverage, a way to relieve the crushing pressure at his throat. He knew that there wasn't any and would never be any. He was hanging: Hanged by the neck until dead. But his feet kept trying anyway. But that was OK. His kicking was part of the show he was to put on for Master, and fighting the noose was part of the experience. Damien watched as Brian fell, then suddenly stopped at the end of the rope and began to spin and struggle. He felt a last few pulses.