She didn’t try to bite him, instead she took him into her mouth, sucking hard and deep. Then he took control and started to fuck her mouth. Shov...ng himself in deep and pulling out, then pushing her head down deep again. Holding her there so she gagged and choked before pulling her head away just to do it again.“Fucking whore… like sucking my cock? do you like it bitch? oh yes, suck my fucking cock… oh yes.. fucking whore.. dirty slut.”Max got under her and had them. The blood had the right amount of electrolytes so I assumed that Jón was being fed and offered water. I had found fat around what I thought of as Jón's waist and buttocks but this was not significant.On my travels I found a lot of damage from what I thought of as burns. This could have been something to do with the fight but probably more to do with the sword I saw being carried. Jón and I had been castrated. This should have been very traumatic but it was the least of my worries now.My rounds. Leaning over her body as a man would, Helen reached out to grasp Stacy's pale tits. Squeezing gently, she began to fuck her with rapid and long strokes.As both women began to respond, their pussies flexed and released at random. From moment to moment, it couldn't be known which snatch would keep hold of the toy and which would get a fucking thrust. This unpredictability added to the stimulation. Stacy twined her arms with Helen's and mirrored her titty-hold.Helen's body pounded relentlessly. Gina ended up buying Olivia a whole new outfit. First a beautiful black cocktail dress that really flattered her shape; it was short enough to be very sexy but not too short to wear in public. Then a pair of matching heels: high enough to lift Olivia’s ass nicely, but not so high that they were awkward to walk on. Then a necklace and earrings, expensive enough to seem indulgent, but not so expensive that they would be a source of worry.They finished up at the lingerie shop. By now it was.