Her channel was pulverizingly tight around his rigidity and its squeezing clasp brought forth oaths and gasps of pleasure from his panting lips.She fe...t shamed and aching, her face turned sideways against the bedspread, and she felt only a great heat and splitting at her loins. She felt completely humiliated and ashamed and every part of her seemed to be at that tiny opening which grew and grew between her legs as if it were a great storm drain being broaded by the constant rushing of torrents. "Feel better?" "A hundred percent better." I sat at the bar and watched him, elated that he was now bare-chested and dressed in running shorts. Without the hat, I could see that his hair was nearly all grey and cut short. He was portly yet muscular with grey chest hair and thick, hairy arms. "You going to feed me?" I asked, leaning over to inspect his crotch bulge, which was ample. What are you going to feed me, Frank? I bit my tongue to keep from laughing. "Hope you're hungry." He smiled and. She was carrying an empty plastic half-gallon milk jug she’d pulled from the recycle bin. I shook my head. “Again, Tori, even though it’s a bigger bottle, the opening is still too small. Major messy.”“No problem, I thought of that.” She proudly whipped her other hand out from behind her back, displaying a wicked looking paring knife.As much as one can when tied hand and foot, naked and vulnerable, I recoiled. “What are you going to do with that?”“Well, whittle your cock down so it will fit into. She has enough tit for three of me."On that note she started doing something under the shirt and handful after a handful of tissues started hitting the floor. Not that I minded. It was harder than hell to keep my mind on the road from her being there. I can't describe her scent; there was something there, something earthy. I don't know what it was, but it was as exciting as she was.When she got done a bra also hit the floor mat. I looked over and damn near ran off the road. She was stretching.