She clicks her fingers and i stand up, she still holds the riding crop which she briefly threatens me with, so i jump to it, i'm also starting to get ...ard again, now i'm able to look at her. One sharp crack of the riding crop on my penis solves that, i collapse in pain, she starts to beat my back. "Up" she shouts, i struggle to my feat, my penis now soft and aching, my back and ass on fire.My hands are grabbed roughly and pulled behind me, i feel the cold metal of the handcuffs locking my in. Goodbye”Tom hung up and began to undo his white shirt pulling it from out of his jeans letting it brush over his fat cock and it felt good. All he had on now was his light blue t-shirt which hugged his muscular body and he let his hands run down his chest resting his hand on his belt buckle which kept going down rubbing his cock again. “Dam its been a while” he thought to himself , maybe that action movie would be a pay per view. His cock was getting harder he slowly began to undo his zip. Her timing was perfect; when I came her mouth was positioned to catch my juices. She then brought her mouth to mine and we shared a mixture of my sex and saliva. Suzie suggested that I was a little tense and that a massage would help relax me. She had me lie face down on a couch and gently applied grape seed oil to my back and legs. Her hands then began to work their magic, her touch was sometimes firm and some times feather light as she explored every inch of me. Every so often she stopped to. I was a receptacle for spunk. My pussy. My ass. My mouth. All wanted to be filled with cock.That is just what I got.When the human and dog mix had finished seven dogs were brought in and one after another buried their bone into me. Some went into my puss and others in my ass. I didn’t care where, just as there was a cock thrusting away inside me, spurting cum, knotting me.Even the pain as each dog banged furiously away was dulled by whatever was in the liquid that I drank.My memory of the.