She looked briefly around at the people surrounding her, all staring at her and smiling at her obviously painful position, but she could not hold thei... eyes. Part of her wanted them to see her punished, for them to enjoy her pain; and she wanted to give them everything they wanted, to hide nothing, to be theirs as well as her Master's, to be the lowest in the room, the toy, to be used however they wished, controlled. She wanted to tell them to use her, hurt her, however they wished. Another. The scene before him now showed the shaven-headed man holding his young lover down, his hand around his throat, as he slowly and deliberately fed his huge cock into him, inch by excruciating inch. Tom’s reaction was immediate and intense as he increased the pace, his hand abandoning the tease and urgently wanking his cock, mimicking the rhythm and aggression of the men in the film. The natural impulse inside me, and one that I struggled to contain, was to fully enter the room and assist. The. The private club where Gloria danced almost every night was a source of shame to the neighborhood hypocrites that considered girls that danced without their clothes as Godless hussies unworthy of interaction with decent folks. Her family was so ashamed that they made her live in her aunt Rita’s basement like she was an outcast or much worse. Actually, I found the basement to be a fairly nice place with lots of space to spread out and have hobbies and places to have interesting games. Another. "I thought this here room was empty. Honey you goin' to miss the best part if you don't puts that big old thing back into yo mouth."Suzanne complied with the woman's suggestion. As far as I was concerned, nature was in control of me. I just needed to finish enjoying my orgasm. The maid stood there until I had finished pumping my load into Suzanne's mouth before asking, "Are you checking out sir?" Yeah, in just a few minutes. Did you enjoy the entertainment?" Oh yes sir. That was better than.