Kaflecks’ cock was still hard and Jajeen still lay there naked and spread. Kafleck dropped to his knees and sank his cock back into the warmth of hi... number one woman. He pumped her even faster and harder into her all the while at his side the fresh blood was still squirting from the dead attacker. Kafleck came and held Jajeen tight to him as his cock jumped and spewed his seed deep inside her. He stood and looked down at Jajeen still spread open and oozing come from the slit in the hair. He placed his other roughly on my hip and pulled me into him. The heat from our touching skin was electric.Our shared lust gave us both goose bumps and we both shivered. Our lips met. Our tongues danced. My hands reached for him, and his fingers tightened in my hair and on my hip. He owned me. “Turn around, put your hands on the bed.” he demanded. With no warning, he slammed his hard cock into my cunt from behind. He immediately went balls deep. He stopped suddenly and began smacking my ass. He. I was alone and surrounded by many. Thankfully I remember very little of my punishments, though my stomach is filled with bile at the thought of what I endured. The caning was first and the worst, because I was the most alert. They beat me while I was doubled, striking my buttocks and the backs of my legs countless times. My flesh was nothing but bloody welts and bruises, and I passed out several times and had to be revived. The men seemed to think this spoiled their amusement for they wanted. And the last thing you want is to double me up. Quite a dilemma, huh?’ Daniel’s deep sigh gave the game away. ‘Confused, huh?’ the Canadian chuckled. ‘Me, too.’ The Englishman couldn’t help but smile back at the chortling Smith. With that little black cap and light shirt that constantly needed tucking into his crumpled jeans, he looked like a scruffy, overgrown schoolboy. ‘Hmmm,’ the Canadian continued his verbal assault. Didn’t he ever shut up? Daniel already knew the answer to that question..