It wasn’t until I heard Violets voice that I was woken from my panic induced trance.“Wake up sleepy head! Dodge? Are you Ok?”I eventually got to...my feet, and stared at Violet. “You found the gloves.” I asked, bewildered. “Yes.”“And threw them out in the isle?”“Yes.”“While I was frozen in panic-““-Like a little baby, yes.” She finished, with a smirk.I stared in wonder up at the girl who had just saved the both of us from potential imprisonment. While I panicked, she had stayed cool, and solved. Finally, he quit licking up and down and just worked his tongue into the folds of her pussy. Heather found herself humping backwards into his rigid tongue. Samson's finger once again pushed into her ass hole and Heather found herself cumming again. Nor did Samson let up, he continued to steadily tongue fuck her. Heather grasped the big black cock under her nose and started kissing all over it as a way of saying thanks. Minutes after telling Samson, "not on your life," Heather found herself. Sweat began beading up on her forehead as she concentrated everything on getting her rod inside me. It seemed like it was taking an eternity when I'm sure it only took a few minutes before it felt like she was nearly inside of me. I couldn't have been more wrong. Pain began welling up around my hole and it became more difficult to maintain my relaxed state when suddenly the tip of her cock breached my ass and popped into place all at once. The pain was unbelievable and I clinched down and began. “Hands behind your head,” she said. My heart dropped a bit, but I did so.“You seem to enjoy watching your wife be tormented. Is that true?” she asked.“Yes, Ma’am, I guess so,” I said.“You think it’s ok to get an erection while I torture your wife’s nipples and shove a finger in her ass?”“Um, no, Ma’am, I guess not,” I said. I wasn’t really sure what the right answer was there, but I suspected it didn’t matter anyway.“No, it’s not, of course,” she muttered. She walked over to one of the drink.