I felt my lips growing numb as I dutifully sucked his cock, massaging the thick shaft as it slid back and forth. Why the fuck hasn't this man cum yet?...What's the matter, bitch, getting tired of me?" I nodded around his cock or tried to. It wasn't an easy thing to do with his fist guiding my head already.I fought harder against the ropes. I couldn't hear anyone else that may be nearby. I wanted to get away from this man, away from his cruel hands. I felt my panic growing. Desperation caused. Now Miss Pratt would approach with her beloved horn handled bamboocane. Prattsie loved this instrument, which left lovely weals and bruiseson Evelyn's much too wide chalky white buttocks. ?Can't you find some timefor aerobics, dearie?? the younger woman would demand as she slashed awayat Evelyn's pasty skin. As Miss Pratt landed the carefully paced strokes of the cane(five seconds between each swat, mind you.) she could hear Evelyn's husbandWilbur grunting and bellowing in the next room as he. Her lips soft and the scent of strawberries and added aphrodisiac.We narrow the distance between our bodies as our lips refused to part. Placing one hand on her ass cheek I squeezed slowly as she gave a small shriek. Pushing her against the wall I began tracing a path with my lips from her chin through her neck, down to her cleavage, as I began unhooking her blouse. As her bra came into view I realized she had been holding out on us. Her tits were massive and were caught tightly in the grasp of. I started thrusting in and out."MMMmmm thats good" I told her as I fucked her mouth. She had a trail of slobber dripping down from her chin. Her small perky tits were soaked in spit. I can still remember the sound - wet slurping and her breathing heavily through her nose. I kept thrusting in and out, faster and faster. My grip on her hair tightened and I could feel myself getting ready to cum."Good girl Cagney... are you ready for my cum?" I asked, she replied with a gurgled "yes" as I.