I groaned at that delight. My pussy clenched, the heat rushing through me was intense.Amazing.The buzzing around my futa-dick didn't stop as my orgasm...hit that wild peak. I groaned, my crown numb from the climax. Still, the vibrators assaulted me. Mary kept licking at my cunt while Shannon fucked my mouth.THUD!I squealed from the pain, another orgasm building and building in me. The stripes of agony blazed hot across my rump. The fires melted down to my cunt. My daughter's flogging set off. It would have played beautifully in a trial."I got rights!" squealed Curly."I already read you your rights," said Harper patiently."So where's my coffee and donuts?" whined Curly."You don't have a right to coffee and donuts," said Harper.Curly turned to the young man, wearing the threadbare suit, sitting beside him."You said I had rights," he complained. "Ain't I got the right to make them feed me?" Um ... I don't think so," said the public defender. "Didn't they feed you in jail? If they. Thankfully the vibrations did not last long. I regained my composure and went up to the lift up to the 4th floor. The area was so so familiar that I could know my way blindfolded. Room 4010. I knocked he opened the door. He was wearing a bathing gown over his middle aged nakedness. I ran inside the room not bothering to shout the door. In less than 30 seconds I stripped off my clothes ,pealed off my wet panties and out popped the contraption on the bed. Ravi was smiling knowingly. The raskel. Sheila chuckled.“I thought you weren’t chasing me.”I toe-to-heel kicked off my tennis shoes.“Do you mind if I get comfortable?” I asked, pushing my shoes off to the side with my foot.“Not at all,” Sheila replied.I looked at her French-manicured nails.“I like your nails,” I commented. “It shows me you have a little pride in how you look.”“Thanks,” she replied. “You’re the first guy in a long time that has noticed my nails. Girls do it all the time, but guys never notice.”I slipped my hand to her.