”“Good!”I leaned my weight into her, forcing my cock through her virgin back hole. She gasped “oh, god” as I slid into her. I knew she would...not orgasm this way and I had already instructed myself not to cum. Pleasure was not the purpose. Slowly, I fucked her ass until I felt my point was made. When I yanked out, she groaned.“Clean me with a washcloth,” I commanded. She whispered a ‘“yes, sir” as she began cleaning me.“Now, go back to the dungeon.”She walked downstairs. Again, I was acutely. Sie beginnt mit dem Penner ein Gespräch und erzählt ihm freimütig, wo sie arbeitet und das sie nun mit dem Auto dorthin fahren wird. Während des Gespräches gehen sie gemeinsam zu Dianas Wagen.Der fast neue Kleinwagen ist ihr ganzer Stolz. Er hat den größten Teil ihrer Ersparnisse aufgebraucht. "Was für ne scheiss Kiste", meint der Penner als sie den Wagen erreichen. "Haste kein Geld für ne geile Kiste?" Diana sieht auf ihren Wagen und empfindet plötzlich das der Penner recht hat. Die Kiste ist. Beside you! Oh, suck my cock, you hot little bitch!" The last words were directed to the ever-increasing mouthings of Sharon, and he was soon lost once more in the heaven of her lips and tongue.Lena removed her finger and with trembling, wet hand opened the Spanish credenza beside her chair. Yes! There, nestled on the top shelf, was the wooden Phallos Temple from Japan. She removed it and studied the Oriental work of erotic art. Under the slanted roof painted to resemble the female cunt, were. "Especially when meeting two women," she smiled at me knowingly. She was also the older of the women. Since it was a table nobody was paired up. I spent most of the time engaging the younger woman in conversation. That is until Deacon realized that I had things a bit wrong.The women had gone to the ladies room in a pack, as women mostly did in those days. "David, Tommie is my lady friend. Selma is her aunt. I thought you might enjoy a real conversation for a change. So be nice and pay her some.