We were growing weary and dour. Gods if it would have but rained! Then the clouds would have broken before long and we could have seen sun and sky aga...n! But no. It had been three months of that overcast and there was no sign of it stopping any time soon. It wasn’t natural, of course it wasn’t. We all knew that. They meant to break our will with this monotony. They meant to sap our morale until we threw down our arms and came crawling out begging them for one last glimpse of light and hope. But still, jab lund khada hota hai to bina muth nikale aur choot jhadwae maanta kha hai!I held my ex-gf by her waist, and started smooching her again, broke the kiss and shifted to her neck. Meanwhile, my hands had made their way to her belly, navel, and to her lower abdomen, just above her panty line. I started gently caressing her lower abs while licking and kissing her shoulder, neck and earlobe.I made my way inside her panty and she parted her legs signaling the invitation to her pussy. I. In less than ninety seconds, she began to spasm, muttering incomprehensible words, calling Wale sweet names as her orgasms builds. Wale continued feasting on her clitoris with two fingers of one hand sliding into her pussy with coordinated rythm and the other hand fumbling her breasts and squeezing her nipples.The sensation was too much for Steph, she let out a shout as she aggressively gyrated her hips, squirting all over his face and the table.With shaky legs, she stood up, pulled down her. Still the girls strained at the cuffs as they cried out as the strokes continued relentlessly, but no compassion was ever given once the machine was set and the girls stayed bent over, their bottoms soundly thrashed, unable to prevent the constant attention of the machine’s painful cargo.Well before the strokes ended both girls cried uncontrollably even as the strokes continued until their penalty was fulfilled.The Officers kept the girls secured until they were sure they would remain standing.