I laid there still helpless and bound, hot and almost exhausted by the number of orgasms I had. My body was still trembling and little orgasm aftersho...ks could be felt. My pussy was oozing juices partly saliva from the lickings and the rest produced from my very aroused pussy. Laying there in total bliss, suddenly a hard cock was put into my left hand; my fingers started squeezing it and feeling it. A few seconds later another was placed into my right hand. I started wondering who these. His erection made walking toward her difficult. He KNEW she sensed his presence but did not fear continuing. An exhibitionist like her? This must be a wet dream come true for Marishka.His fangs dripped saliva over exposed, succulent breasts; Marishka’s impatience freed skin by the second and Caius' enthusiasm would obsess over each nipple, inch and curve. Even her crimson sports bra teased him, so Caius yanked it fully past bouncing titties. No more games with this hussy. He felt no obligation. He would come in and we would chat it up for a half hour and then he would head to his room on the second floor to sleep. Police men were of course paired up in 2 beds so as to save cost on rooms for the company. But there was never 2 officers in the same room at a time. As one left to go to work, the other would come in to sleep. Brian (the Police Officer I had gotten to know), as I said, would come in and we would chat for awhile, and then he would head off to bed. It went this way for awhile. Watching me having all the fun whilst he’s unable to touch me. Knowing that I’m having more fun with them that I ever have with him. I love to torture him that way. The more fun I have, the more he suffers. That makes it better for me, and I suspect it’s better for him too.”Back to the husband in time to catch what looks like the tail-end of a nod, his fingers spreading over his thighs and he grips his legs, trying to stay still.And back to Sabrina, slightly closer to her face as we get to the.