She shows it by pushing me farther than I thought I could ever go. With each touch of Her tongue, I feel Her passion and Her care, Her desire to heal ...hat she gave me.Of course, I feel it elsewhere. My Mistress has but to look at me to send my cunt into warm tingles and to make my buttocks clenching. Today is no different. She licks my welts, but it is my cunt that moistens and contracts. I breathe deeply, rocking back and forth as Her tongue moves lower and lower, touching every raised red. “He was sweet to me. He was gentle every time he fucked me. ”“Don’t use that word! He’s lucky just to get a broken nose,” Peter sneered.For a few moments she seemed more concerned for her would-be client but her anxiety faded when the fat man scurried from the room, grabbing his clothes in a bundle from the chair with one hand while trying to stop the blood from flowing from his nose with the other.“Leave us alone!” Peter’s voice was commanding.The two security men immediately left the bedroom. At least the girls were quiet for a spell after that, and I struggled through two more essays.The door burst open and they all rushed in; they'd never entered without knocking before. A quick glance told me something was wrong. Brenda looked worried and determined; Willie was nervous and guilty-looking; and Dee just looked scared. Her eyes were doe-like, and tears were pooling. I was out of my chair in an instant."What's wrong?"Brenda opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again. She looked. Wrapping my hands around his breasts, I massaged them while still pulling on his nips. I also pushed his legs back further and began to pound his rectum. Gerry's moans were now at the screaming level, and I swear he could feel my orgasm coming. As my cock swelled and my scrotum tightened, he let out one last bellow before pulling his face from mine.I stopped deep inside as my sperm shot into his upper bowels. We were both panting as I used all my remaining strength to keep from crushing him. As.