.. can't... Oh God!" she cried and vomited. More insults followed as the maid again cleaned her and the mess before the line started once again."At se...enty-two orgasms, Emily was exhausted. At ninety-four her legs could no longer support her and she had to be draped across the rail. At one hundred sixteen, she was only semiconscious and by the time the last guest, number one hundred and thirty-two had finished, Emily was all but passed out, the physical and psychological abuse having done their. I was gasping, mouth hanging open when Hector came in front of me and shoved his cock into my mouth. I’ve never been sandwiched before and I started cumming over and over again for what felt like ten minutes. Initially I tried to suck off Hector in typical BJ fashion but after a few choking episodes I learned to just relax my mouth and let him fuck it the way Luis was fucking my pussy. Edwin was soon back and was pinching my tits making some comment about a cow that I couldn’t make out. It was. It really hurt, but I knew what was coming. What he was doing was getting my ass ready for his cock. He had to get it to open up enough so he could begin penetration. I found that if I was still it didn't hurt as much, then he put two fingers in my ass, he pushed me into the pillow when I cried out. He started working my ass with two fingers, I felt it open a little.“Nice”, he said, “Yo know what's up punk? Yo gonna be my bitch. That's right, I gonna fuck yo ass, when I put my cock in. He was watching the evening news on the old aerial-fed TV set in the reading room when he heard the sound of tyres on gravel.Peeking through the dusty curtains, he saw a Japanese compact car in the drive way. The door opened and a woman alighted, approaching the house hesitantly. Henry's blood ran cold. It was Ellen. He waited until she was standing in front of the door and then yanked it open."Came to finish me off?" he asked jovially.Ellen Winthorp squeaked with surprise when the door opened.