Joy’s scream told me she had definitely felt that, but when she turned her head to look at me, there was no pain, just pure lust on her face.“Yeah... baby, do me like that. I like it rough. Use me like your little slut. I’m all yours!” she said. That was enough for me. The next thirty minutes were filled with hard slapping sounds as I drove my cock in and out of Joy’s ass, once in a while even grabbing her hair and yanking her backwards, hard. All that had evoked prolonged screams by Joy and I. At that point a group of ten men arrived and stripped naked, they were that days invited guests. As they handed 20£ each to Helen, Jane and the nurse slammed me face down on the workbench and tied me tightly down with my legs spread wide. The first guy stepped forward to fuck me, he was a huge black guy with a monster cock, 16 inches long and very, very fat. Claire took it in het hand and stroked it gently. « Fucking hell » she exclaimed, « That’s enormous, it’s a pity I’m a lesbian if not I’d. "Prove it." She looked up at him, a question in her eyes. "Prove it," he repeated. His voice was low, quiet.Her hands started to shake. "Conrad, no... I..." She looked over at the barista. She was doing something with the espresso machine, paying Hannah no attention."Prove it."Hannah drew in a shaky breath. Her hand clutched the hem of her skirt where it swung back from the point of her knee. She swallowed and turned towards Conrad, away from the bright windows. "Yes," she said. "That will do. You said she could. What would you say?"Vince looked into Carl's eyes, the way he did before. Carl saw Gwen in his mind again. This time she was on their bed with her legs wrapped someone. Her natural breasts were bobbing to the thrusts of a cock inside her. Gwen was looking up, smiling, and saying how good it felt to have a cock inside her again."Oh, God, I'm cumming. Carl, I'm cumming," the vision ended there."What's going on? What are you doing to me?" It's alright, Carl, calm down. I'm just.