That round, perfect ass. Oh, God…I had almost blown my load right there, just thinking about her. What a sick bastard I was. Then again, this chick ...as awesome at giving head. I could just blame it on her. My thoughts kept drifting back to Kusum, probably in her room right now, reading or some shit. She was probably wearing that cute little tank top and those butt shorts… Shit! I had almost lost it again. I needed to calm down. I still had a whole line of girls to go through. Luckily, the music. He wanted me wet and begging first. He always wanted me wet and begging.Tilting his head to one side, my cunnilingus-loving man got himself into a comfortable position. When I tried to squirm my hips away, he firmly pressed against them with the flats of his hands, which were propped against the mattress by his wrists, like a waiter balancing a tray of delicate desserts. I wasn't going anywhere, and I knew it. I was at his mercy until he had eaten enough and was done with me, and he was. He pushed and pulled at her nipples, making her scream once again as she came for the third time that day. She collapsed on the bed after her third orgasm raked through her body. But Harry didn’t let go for a moment, plunging in and out of her like a piston working in an engine, he kept on fucking her. Grabbing her long hair, Harry pulled her head back and whispered in her ears, “Bitches don’t get rest. They get fucked and fucked till their master is satisfied. Am I clear?” “Yes,” Astoria. We had decided on a short pre-lunch session, in a break from tradition. Cindy shivered with fear in the warmth of the centrally-heated punishment room as her wrists were attached to the snap-links on the frame, just above head height. ‘Spread your legs apart,’ ordered Astrid, and we admired Libby’s handiwork, a delicate gold clit-ring, from which hung a short, very fine gold chain, a tiny stone at its end. But Astrid was already behind the blonde, and was applying gel to her anus, pushing a.