Still holding her mouth, I unzipped my trousers and let them fall to my knees, I was not wearing underwear, expectant of what was to come I had chosen...not to. My cock was throbbing; the purple bulbous end angry with desire lay in wait for his prize. Still holding my hand over her mouth I plunged my cock deep inside her, ramming him fully to the very depths of her inner warmth. Sara gasped beneath my hand, slowly but rhythmically I began to embed my cock into her. Unable to cry out she felt. Hello? Rob recognized the roommate's voice."Hi, this is Rob. Can I talk to Dawn please?"Hold on. I'll see if she wants to talk.He thought that was an odd thing to say. He heard a brief argument, then Dawn's voice came over the phone. She sounded happy.Hey, Rob. What's up?"Is everything okay? I thought I heard an argument there."Dawn's sigh came through. My roommate thinks I need protecting from myself.Rob heard an indistinct comment in the background followed by Dawn's hissed you're not my. The guy seemed nice enough and was very funny. He was a much older man though, probably in his early 50s, a bit over weight and balding. He had us laughing from the minute we met him though. After many drinks the bar closed and the guy asked if we wanted to grab another drink. He mentioned that he had a bunch of samples and why spend more money at another bar and cab fare when we could join him on his balcony. We both thought nothing of it, at least I didnt think of anything else but another. Two of the girls witnessing all this had passed out at the sight of blood. Charlotte hadn’t been one of them, but she was revolted by what she had seen. Then the curtain opened again. A naked Charlie was revealed, secured upright. His penis was flaccid. Next to him a miniature guillotine, with a small but, no doubt, sharp blade at the top. Next to him, a serious-looking Rebecca. Mr. Styles asked her if she would like to try to bring Charlie to erection, given that the judge had ordered that he.