I wasn’t joking. Bruce was the only man who had put his cock in me and he had NEVER felt like this. “He will take a few minutes before he is finis...ed with you honey” Amy said and it was perhaps 4 or 5 minutes before he managed to extract himself. His cum started to leak from me and he licked it up. Then he walked to the corner of the room and licked himself. I glanced over and moaned. I had that huge cock in me and I never felt so satisfied, ever.“Are you ok Jan?” asked Amy, again concerned. I. She reached down and felt my seven-and-a-half-inch now engorged cock, and whispered how much she had been dreaming of sucking it. I was in a pair of gym shorts with no underwear as she slid down my body to her knees. As she did, she pulled my shorts down releasing my cock which was now at full attention and springing into her face. "Mmmm," was what she murmured as she started to lick and tease the head of my cock with her tongue and mouth.She put me fully in as she bobbed her head up and down. It ended with the trip to San Diego and the three nights of sex. But it wasn’t soon enough and it ended my marriage. In the beginning, I continued to work but without much direction. They let me stay mainly because I could make a real stink if I tried. Even though I was in charge on that project, Wes was higher up the scale then I was so sexual discrimination was a possibility. I didn’t press the issue as long as they left me alone. I did make a fool of myself, going out with those men who knew. The torturers hit hervery powerful and the pain was unbelievable. Florance shook her head back andforth yelling from the heavy torment. Hit after hit?scream after scream! Twentyminutes after the beating began she passed out. Pierre brought the bucket withthe ice cold water and splashed it on her body. Florance regained consciousnesstrembling from the cold water and from the horrible pain in her kidneys. Shewas awaiting for the beating to continue but it didn't happen. The three torturerswere.