She hadn’t responded negatively to anything thus far, so I had no reason to believe she would switch gears now. I reached around her ribs and slid m... hands under her breasts, cupping them one in each hand. They were humongous and heavy. I mean, I’m a big guy with pretty big hands but they were handfuls of soft, firm boob like that I’d never felt before. As my fingers traced over her nipples I felt them perk up under my touch and she let out another moan. This time it was sexual.I couldn’t take. ? I continued, ?I will inspect her body to make sure that they are not any injuries before a session starts, I will monitor her reactions to the pain and stop if I feel that she might really get hurt.? adding, ?And after the session ends, I will calm her and provide her with aftercare.?Dianne asked, ?what about a safe word.?I replied, ?if she wants one then I will allow it, but Dianne no slave has ever needed a safe word with me.?She looked a bit relieved and said, ?can I see your torture. Amanda screamed out to John, telling him, Fuck my pussy hard!! Oh, please dont stop, punish that pussy! and with that, John could not hold on any longer. He was fucked her now hard and fast and within a few minutes he screamed and then stopped. I realized that he was filing her pussy with his cum and Amanda was screaming out OhmyGod!, thats it, thats it. She was having her first orgasm too while John was filling her.As soon as John moved out, I took his place and entered Amandas pussy. Her. .................................................................................................................................................................................................Well Jim and I drifted off to sleep that Saturday night it was pretty late about 2 Sunday morning I guess. And we got up probably 7:30 that Sunday morning and I must have been dreaming about the night before with Bruce. When I woke up I was soaking wet with sweat and my pussy juices was flowing. I looked.