The orgasm that took her was not the strongest of the night but the different stimulation made it memorable all the same. A glance at the timer showed...that she had 24 minutes left. She was going to have to have one more orgasm if she wanted to live. Deathmaster did not slow his brutal pace at all and her ass had far less stamina than her pussy had. It was not long before she was feeling bruised and cramped from his cock rearranging her insides. Her asshole was chafing and still he showed no. Trying not to laugh she ask, like this? Yes ma’am Yes Ma’am just like that. He’s looking at her with pure lust now, he wants her an he has made up his mind he’s going to have her. Her long legs that go on forever, her creamy white skin, firm exquisite ass…..oh he wants that too…he wants all of her. “I still need you to spread your legs apart,” As she spreads legs she smugly asks, “Officer, are u afraid I’m carrying a concealed weapon somewhere are you?” She feels him move behind her as he takes. It was my choice whether to get it or not. Apartfrom the difficulty of getting it inside, I wasn't really stuck at all.I was still in control.I still didn't want to REALLY lose control but I did want to feel asthough I had. It seemed like a contradiction.I made myself some lunch, but though it was a struggle, the feeling ofincapability was more constricting than satisfying. As I sat at thekitchen table eating, my mind started to wander as I tried to work outhow I could do this - how I could. A personal retinue of sluts. My basic white t-shirt, my track pants and jocks were speed stripped off me. Hands were all over my body, driving my flesh insane with sexual need. The blonde’s mouth was so sweet, yet her tongue work was so dirty in my mouth. The brunette had my cock in her hand. The trashy red head was finger rimming my arse, the savvy bitch.They all seemed to know intuitively how to share a guy, like they were well experienced in ganging up on a dude. They let the blonde have my.