For some reason this surprised him, but feeling the evil professor's tool filling him up made Jonathan forget all about escape. As the professor began...to work his cock in and out at a leisurely pace, Jonathan tried to work with him, tried to find the pace no matter that it was extremely difficult hanging by his wrists. But he did find it and soon the professor hit just the right spot. His arousal mounting Jonathan now only waited for the moment when the professor would squeeze his balls. Eyes closed she could still feel sweat pouring from her hairline and down her face. The music seemed muted, covered by a disembodied roar in her head. As she felt her clit throb with another electric tingle she felt her pussy beginning to tighten and clench. DUNT CRACK! “NNUUUUHHHHAAHH!” Miriam had been so lost, drifting into subspace, that she had momentarily forgotten the Master Cyclone was still due at least four more paddle strikes. It only helped. She had relaxed, her bottom not tight. I began to wonder how long he wouldcum, but soon he finished and pulled himself from me. I felt the cock in my throat moving further with eachstroke. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed andI could tell from his expression that soon therewould be a load of cum in my throat to match my ass.Then I felt my ass being again pushed open by a cock.This cock did not feel as big around as the other 2but it was far longer. He slid himself further andfurther into me. Finally I felt his abdomen. "Dinner was anticlimactic after the prelude, the food was nice and thedrinks flowed easily.Yves muttered, "I have to be up early in the morning, so I must go tobed early I am afraid."We were in bed early although it was hard to sleep for me anyway. Yveswas plonked in the middle, I wanted to cuddle Viv as we usually did butwith Yves there it was impossible, this bed wasn't made for threeespecially a big mammoth like him, and he always wanted to be the centreof everything, like here he took up.