As the whining drill did its good work, I stared in the bright lights and thought my saddest thoughts.Had it all been a lie, the whole intricate story... And if so — why? Had Estelle won? Had she taken over control? I hated to even think of Estelle, let alone consider her a person. And if she had won, why wasn't she in the picture? Why Myriam The Prude?There were other thoughts behind the obvious — they were guilty thoughts. Had my treatment of Myriam driven her into the arms of the ball-breaking. " No, I want more, get me more cock," I moaned as the blood was rushing to my head, "I want more than that and I want you all to fucking pound on me and fill me up with as many cocks as you can. I want it all."He laughed. "Did you hear that?" he asked, talking to another stranger. We are going to gang fuck this sissy in the room down there. Head on down if you want. I think we got a live one on our hands."He talked to a few more people and then finally headed down. He continued to spank my ass. I’ve often wondered if any of these scenarios ever happened how would we both feel? Would my wife be fearful, feel like a whore or felt pressurized into doing this for me. I’d need to know my wife wanted to go outside the boundary of our current sex life. Whatever happened would need to be consensual something she wanted to do with me, not for me. Would I feel angry or jealous watching another mans penis go inside my wife. Would I cope knowing another man had seen her naked and had his. It dawned on him. More rings.“Get him wet,” Belita whispered.Bella brought her other hand to her mouth and got a glob of saliva. She reached around and started rubbing it on Will’s cock, then she slid her hand all the way between Belita’s legs and gently rubbing her sex. Her fingers brushed the thin metal rings. Bella’s eyes went wide and she smiled into Will’s back. Belita’s ass muscles trembled. Bella was surprised to find that the Captain was already impressively wet. Bella brushed her.
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