..as my strokes are brutal...meant to hurt...and cause tears and pain now... "Is my pussy wet, a bit...slave?", feeling the heat rising into her nippl...s...her face flushed with some degree of desire...then...as she feels...a lash again...she feels my hand once again also...guiding my hard, throbbing...dripping cock to her pussy...so wet and brutalized now telling Megan, "Tilt your ass...up on your toes...slavecunt...grip this cock inside your lips...and hold it there" As I take each. Aur uska mood change karne k liye maine usko pucha k bday gift main kya chaiye ?D : toh usne kaha k , woh toh muhje nahi mil sakta .Me : kya chaiye woh toh bolo . Main tumhe jarur dunga ,D : promise na sir aap muhje jarur doge naM : maine kaha haan ,D : kya aaj raat ko aap yahe par stay kar sakte ho ? Taki beti ko acha lage .Main toh samaj gaya tha k woh kya chate hain .Toh maine uska invitation accpet kar liya aur apne ghar main inform kar diya k main aaj raat ko apne friends k yaha stay kar. Three builds and drawbacks later, Spence orgasmed again, harder, but still did not cum. The women were going to wear him to a frazzle. ‘I can’t survive another one of those. Please let me cum this time.’ Ariel moaned her agreement as Mai Mai and Joan nodded. Spence felt them redouble their efforts. Ariel was giving her all, clenching tightly, letting Mai Mai and Joan add the small strokes. The sheen of perspiration was everywhere, temples dew-dropped and Ariel’s damp boobs undulating on. Hard. Her tongue and mine met and sparred and I lost and oh, oh, oh how I loved to lose. When she drew her mouth back and slurped her tongue out of my head, I let my head loll back on a limp-noodle of a neck, my head spinning with love. And oxygen deprivation. But mostly love.“You will be my nek’tak’atah!” She purred.I blinked slowly.“M-my, uh, psionic blade hidden between the folds of my sex,” she clarified.I jerked my head up. “Jesusfucking What, you have a name for that!?”“It’s a common tool.