"P...please..."He gave her no opportunity to finish her response; He just plugged his cock back in.Chris could feel the other hands around her, pinchi...g and tugging at her hanging breasts, pulling at the descended lips of her sex. This was not sex like she was used to; It was cruel and demeaning. She cried, wanting it to stop. Instead, she found the one cock pulled away, and her head yanked over to another. One by one, the stiff cocks traded back and forth. Black, white, white, black, they were. As she lay there unable to sleep she tried to analyze her feelings andwhy she was so upset. Certainly she was mentally exhausted from all thathad been done to her but more importantly she was struggling with herfeelings for Master Rick. Where Mistress Jane seemed to always findfault, Master Rick was more patient and forgiving. Even the adult storeexperience was done in an almost joking manner.Unknown to Linda, this was not Jane and Rick's first 'guest' and theywere recognizing the impacts of. Each minute I reapply oil to my finger tips, reinvigorating your skin with warmth and tenderness emanating from my touch. ‘Does that feel good?’ I ask gently as my fingers continue their work along your stomach. My hands are teasing the top of your mound when I add, ‘Answer me, its ok now.’ ‘Oh God… yes…’ My fingers stretch apart as far as possible as I push on past your soaking sex and to your legs, following the contours of your muscles. Under my gaze, your toes stretch and wiggle as your. They would need lots of energy for a long day with loads of hot love.When their three bellies were round and full, Gina commanded Leslie with an eye-wink, which her young sister didn´t notice. Leslie picked up Connie in her strong arms and carried her little long s*s back to the king-size bed for three.Gina followed and could hardly wait to unpack her present from the red towels.She attacked immediately. Bit the tiny nipples. Licked and eat her snatch like she was still terribly thirsty after.