He squealed loud…My horny hubby started to get a bit frantic; so I told him if he wanted to bury that big cock in me again, he should let me finish....I kept licking his ass and pulling his dick as he was pushing down against my tongue. I could sense he was close; but I had not finished yet. Then I ordered him to stay quiet there.I went to my purse and took out my red vive; a medium size one that I use to stretch my own asshole. I lubed his soft crack with spit and put the vibe right between his. ‘I think she’s ready,’ he growled at the Subject. ‘Can you help her out? Just a tiny sniff of your blow. Do it.’ Without taking her gaze from his face the girl dipped her finger in the pot offered by her Goth, who had been acting as though nothing was happening. She placed her sugared finger just below the nostrils of the panting woman, only inches from her own face. ‘Wait. Wait. Now.’ Casey felt a quiver as the drug hit home. He took his right hand off her hip and slid it back and under her. I can work with that. If I help her, maybe she will return the favor.The shadows were growing long, and full darkness wasn’t far away, but a number of overflowing baskets remained to be processed. Tired, the women had agreed to stop for the day and had moved their completed canning farther down the main passage of the cave where the jars would remain in total darkness, besides being out of the way. After they moved the canning equipment aside, a brief discussion ensued, followed by a period of. Without warning Rudeolph got his face washed and Mya slumped back into the chair. Mya was exhausted when Rudeolph laughingly complained that it was his turn, when a voice from behind asked if Madam or Sir would require anything further, They turned to see a very slim blonde, aged about 30, stood by the door with her hand inside her knickers and was merrily rubbing herself. It was clear she had seen the earlier performance and was now in need of action herself.Mya looked at Rudeolph and nodded,.