When he pulled out this time, he came on my stomach and collapsed on top of me. We drank more wine and I Googled the game. It was the beginning of the...third period so I had time to see if he had a second wind. I walked naked on the deck and he joined me with the wine.He said I was “beautiful and incredible” and I kissed him. More to the point, I also stroked his cock till he was impressively hard again. He kissed my chest and then I leaned over the railing, guided him back inside me, and moaned. He had long, matted hair, a long, ragged beard, andwas dressed in tattered rags. He was covered in bruises and dried blood.The man's hands were chained together with old fashioned shackles, whichwere in turn chained to a metal loop drilled into the wall. In the cornerwas a plastic bucket.Stanley looked around. To his left was a workbench, with what looked likecarpentry tools neatly arranged on top; vice grips, screwdrivers,hammers. To his right stood a camera on a tripod, aimed at the man.. He could only whine into his wife’s cunt, and licking it brought relief, as the hold would not be applied fully.His wife had to suck Machop’s dick and balls as he thrust into her vertically, knowing a twist of hands placed on her skull could end her any time.Over the course of an hour, Machop and Machoke would exchange positions, and even force the male to suck dick, while straining the wife’s spine as she serviced her husband. This happened several times, but ultimately, as darkness was very. .. but you saw how I came running back from Arizona the minute you called. It's almost embarrassing." Oh gosh," Laura joked. "Now I have to live up to your expectations."Deshona smiled and broke their embrace gently. She reached for the champagne bottle. "No kissing until we have our little toast. I know all about kissing you. It's lethal."Laura watched her wrap a white hand towel around the neck of the bottle and struggle with the cork until it popped. Wet, frothy champagne gurgled and spurted.