“That’s it…there you go…but we’re not done yet…it’s okay to make noise if you need to…just relax and let me handle it,” Linda purred...to him as she started compressing his balls with her free hand. Sondra couldn’t move. Part of her wanted to hide her eyes and deny the events she was witnessing…and yet another part of her realized her son was physically and literally getting off on it. When another volley of semen erupted from his dick, she had to cover her mouth to prevent another audible. ”She resignedly extended her hands for Carl to attach Velcro cuffs – another guard was attaching cuffs to her feet. He then attached her left foot to a ring in the floor before fixing both handcuffs to a rope suspended from the ceiling. Another rope was attached to the cuff on her right foot and fed through a ring on the other side of the stage. Carl now pulled on the rope, pulling her legs very far apart. She was hanging from the ceiling, her legs spread as far as they would go, and certainly. "But you've given me an idea. Later we'll have a race. Mother versus daughter. The young whore can blow Toby and Bruce while Fiona does her husband and our revered Beast Master. What do you think?" Why not include the women?" said Maria. "They like oral sex too." So they do, young lady," she said her eyes narrowing. "Change places with your boy-friend and you can show me during the dessert course."Maria laughed nervously but when the diners resumed their seats Toby made sure she sat next to. C., but all in all it went pretty smoothly.At about 4a.m. the guests began to filter out slowly, and a couple of boys hauled the dead and u*********s out onto the street to clean up the floor a bit.By about 5a.m.-5:30a.m. there were only two people left in Britney’s house, herself and Sarah Michelle Gellar.The two sat there conversing over beer and pretzels, they were only slightly tipsy, Sarah was surprised that Britney had managed to keep her wits, Britney was surprised that she had managed.