I must learn to be able to focus on the job at hand, and not my own little peripheral needs and wants and any unpleasantness I may be feeling. After m...ybe thirty minutes, the dildo was coated with my throat goo, there was a pool of drool on the floor, I was not becoming used to the zapping, but at least tolerating it. My nipples were still killing me though.So when I removed the clamps…. Yow!!!! I thought they looked lonely and distorted and bruised and sore, so what did I do? Yes, I applied. ”, I said as I tried standing up. Mike would have none of this, as he was now full erect and had a load left for me. He forced me to lay on my back on top of the card table. With my head hanging off of one side, he quickly shoved his hard cock into my mouth. Like the good little white slut that I was, I began sucking away. I felt his fingers begin to rub my clit, before they began probing into my wet pussy. I started to deep throat him. He was now finger fucking my pussy and I found myself. ” “I am, I am! Oh god Please.” Ana shots her tongue back inside me, fucking me relentlessly. Her tongue is impossibly long, where she hides it all has always had me bewildered. I don’t care though, I’m the one who gets all the pleasure it holds. I quiver, and begin to cum for her. “I’m cumming, baby!” I dip my chest forward, my ass pushing backwards into her, my legs tremble holding myself up as I cum. The shaking I endure is extreme, and I scream out her name. Ana’s tongue is still moving. No one blames them or looks down on them. It's just Mother Nature doing her thing. Likewise, hounds of the horny male humanoid variety love to chase pussy. But for that these days, they get a bad rep and are called pigs ( Porcus Chauvanisticus Masculanus, to use the proper scientific term ) It's just not 'PC" to be a P.C. Porcus Chauvanisticus these days.For many years the radical feminist girl-ella movement had cowed government and private institutions into a corner of guilt and put.