He liked that. When they gave up too quickly, he got bored and then the rage took over.He took the blanket off of her and threw it in a corner to be d...sposed of. He took tiny samples of the filth that lay between her legs, ignoring the stench. The stench was part of the job, it was part of the experiment. The smells were just one more aspect of the 'science'."I have a treat for you today," he said as he dropped the bundle on his desk.A sigh of relief. The benefactor not the knife.She had. ”She poured me a drink passed it to me and we all start chatting about life in general.Helen must be about 60, 5’ tall, short blonde hair, small boobs that sagged a little, quite slim, smooth shaven, shapely legs and a nice butt, turns out she was once a professional chorus line dancer. Dave 62, 5’10” tall, short crew cut hair style, smooth bodied with a few tattoo’s, a smooth cock and balls, obviously had looked after himself after leaving the army.We had finished drinking the pitcher of pims. "The innocent act doesn't work with me, whore. I didn't say I was going to fuck you. I might fuck you. If you're lucky. But you're going to have to beg me for it first." I'll never beg you to fuck me, asshole!" I'm not blind, slut! I can see how you look at my cock. I can see how soaking wet your cunt is! You want it badly. But it's up to you whether you get to enjoy our fucking or whether it'll be a more painful experience. Now get the fuck up off the floor and lie down. I'll be back in a. Moving back and forth, up and down, slowly backing off and catching her breath. But Mark wanted the rhythm to increase and he gave her no choice.Nicole encouraged Mark to take her by her long hair…she knew he loved its length and silkiness. He grabbed it and wrapped it around his fists. He pulled it hard and showed her exactly how he wanted to be sucked. He moved her head around so he could watch her face in ecstasy. He watched her... moaning over his cock now, the vibrations washing over him..