He could stay here, where his suffering would be maximised but his humiliation kept low, she wouldn’t care much, he knew, for a filthy tired boy In ... dungeon cell. But back out there, he would be as attractive as when they first met one another and she had claimed him as her toy, her pet to defile, a personification of the very defeat she had wrought upon the realm that she now ruled.He swallowed and moved to stand on shaky feet.“Okay.”The girl nodded once, seemingly relieved, she hadn't looked. ”“Some part of your body did react to it, though. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you have a stronger orgasm.”“Yeah,” she agreed, looking away in embarrassment. “I don’t know. That was… unexpected. I didn’t even realize I was aroused, then ‘Pow!’ I got whammied by… hell, I don’t know what, but it was freaking huge.”“So… do you like the purple wand or not?”“Fuck no! Sure, I mean, sure, it was a mind-blowing orgasm, but no way it’s worth the torment. That damned purple thing just sets my teeth on. Finally, Diego spewed his seed in her, causing another squirting climax from deep in her loins. He stayed in her, holding and kissing her, assuring her the day would continue to bring great joy and togetherness for all of them.Maria quickly took Diego’s place, as he slipped out, to lick and savor his spunk as it ran from Katie. Holding it in her mouth, she shared it back to Katie, when she had collected the last drops. The girls rolled on their sides, mouths locked, passionately trading it back. “Well” I say “It doesn’t look like there are any traffic hassles, between here and... where is he coming from, you didn’t say?” “He’s coming from Bishops Stortford where he collected the camping gear from my flat, and should have left about two o’clock; he assumed an hour for the M11 and M25, twenty minutes for traffic over the bridge, and another forty for A2, M2, and Rochester and he should have arrived around four o’clock”. “I don’t know what to do; he should have all our camping stuff and.