Occasionally there were screams from the next room, god alone knows what they were doing to that youngster, though I had enough problems of my own to ...orry about. After some hours ‘Mengele’ looked in saying he was off and would see me next day, NEXT BLOODY DAY! sheer terror gripped me, would they leave me here all night? Would they leave a watchman? Would I be able to breath all night, there again would they care if I died during the night? My mind whirled, he left the door open, slowly the. Soon... there was a pressure at my pussy. Not over-strong, but constant, insistent. There was no point resisting. I did not want to resist anyway. I *wanted* him to take me.But even the lightest pressure, the slightest push into me caused the clamps to swing under their weight; lancing fire of pain through my tits.Ahhhhhh.... I relaxed.... he filled me slowly. Finally, deep inside me, Sir started to rock. Out a little, in a little. Oh no! This caused the clamps to bounce! It was hurting so. Cynthia groaned and made fists, but didn’t stop me.“How does that feel,” I said when I got halfway in and stopped. “It’s okay.”Her virgin ass felt so tight that I just held it there halfway in to enjoy it. Hers was the first ass I'd had and I was going to enjoy it to the fullest. Looking down at her with her long blonde hair flowing above her head on the sofa, knowing that my cock was the first cock to ever penetrate her ass, almost sent me over the edge…and I was only halfway in!So I quickly. Now she was Jerry's eager girlfriend, to be led, used, entertained and well provided for. She loved being able to put everything on him and just go along for the ride. For over a year now that had been working for them both very well. The flight was smooth and with the relaxation provided by a canned margarita, they leaned on each other and slept most of the way. Feeling rested and wide eyed at the new sights, the dry air Nevada filled their lungs and they hurried to a cab and away from the.