? Gritting yourteeth and writhing on the alter you suddenly feel pressure on your clit,letting out a long moan as the priests cock ring makes contact,...half in reliefthat there is no more to take into your body and half at the feeling of it onyou.? The drums sound again, you jump atthe sound as the priest begins to withdraw his cock.? He again keeps time with the drums, your bodywrithing as he takes you.? Loud moansescaping your lips as the cock ring torments your clit with every stroke,. Her bare foot found the ground cactus that grew wild on the dunes; she staggered, he yanked on the leash, and her ankle twisted badly in the platform sandal. She pitched forward. With her hands tied behind her back, she was unable to break her fall. Her face plowed into the sand and thorns. He cursed her and pulled up on the leash as if to lift her to her feet with it; the stocking stretched to its limit. Erin thought she’d strangle right there. Foamy spittle flecking her lips, she scrambled to. ”By now Roger has me ready to orgasm for the first time, I want lots of them today and looking at his tongue on my cunt lips is a visual turn on as I moan, shudder and have a strong orgasm.“Jacque was very impressed with that baby,” Roger teases.For the first time since we started I open my eyes fully and have a double take. There is Jacque, the very same man from the video clip, just as Roger said, dressed in nothing but a skimpy white jock strap with his big cock bulging out of it – and his. Carmella still slept, curled in the fetal positionin her bed. The cum, sweat, discharge and skidmarks that Carmella hadsubjected me to dried during the night. The crotch part of me was stiffand discolored. I lay on her bedroom floor, just a piece of dirtylaundry.I was left with little to do but watch Carmella. She slept so quietly.Her room was decorated with leftovers from her teenage years. ABackstreet Boys poster hung on the wall over a dresser with at least adozen running trophies. That.