Leon twisted and turned on his bed as he was tortured by thoughts of passionate lovemaking. His massive hardness yearned to plunge into her silky dept...s. His mind tormented him with the image of her moaning under him, as he slowly circled her nipple with his finger drawing out her passion. He would trail his hand over her silky skin, slip it into that scrap of silk and rub her before plundering her depths with his fingers. A cry startled him out of his fantasy, it was her, he would recognize. “Uniforms do it for me every time, they’re so sexy,” she murmured.“I’m not in my uniform, though,” I said, wondering what this bit of acting was leading.“No, but you sound as if you are.” Her voice was full of mischief and I could feel my stomach knotting with anticipation. “I have to say now that I confess to every accusation and fully submit to whichever punishment that you deem appropriate.”I was momentarily stumped. This girl was quite an act.“So, you were going to show me your truncheon,”. Soon those naughty fingers reached her spread wet labia and started stroking her lips.She started to protest as John moved away from her and she saw that all the three men were nude. One of them was an old black man and he had a very huge ebony dick hanging between his legs.John told her to calm down, because she would enjoy the night for sure…Then she saw a hard dick was put in each hand and the fingers on her clit were replaced by a tongue as she kept protesting, but soon her words became. The metal object in my pussy is not a dildo. As he presses a button on the back of it, the sides instantly lower, like The Pear of Anguish (or an umbrella), but opening from the end near my assailant. If blunt, this would simply cause the object to pull itself out of me, but the blades are sharp and spinning, like a fan or a blender. The pain is like nothing Ive imagined before as the blades grind up my pussy and everything near it. I close my eyes tightly, wishing I wasnt here. My body.