’ ‘I’ve got one I use for shaving. On those days when I bother.’ She had me hold it while she postured, trying to get a full view. ‘Is that ...eally me? I look quite good.’ It must be instinctive. Maroon a girl alone on a desert isle and she’d still be concerned about her hairdo and the size of her bust. She kicked the ground with a dirty toe and I realised there was still the problem of footwear. ‘Don’t you have any shoes?’ ‘Nah. Father always said we couldn’t afford them. Bit cold in the winter. Be sure and secure her ankles, too, as I am not entirely sure what this bitch intends??Waiting for the men to follow his orders, he idly stroked his aroused cock making it seem thicker and longer than ever. He stepped over the woman as her legs tautly spread, held by cables and a pulley system connected to the opposite corners of the wall. Her eyes turned a deeper shade of purple, a departure from their normal azure. Then again, lying on her back, her legs spread out along a torture den’s wall. There was no response to either woman, but each was led to a cock to begin work. I had no way of knowing what Ellen made of what she'd heard but she must have realised that it was a race and that some of the men would already have come before she got to the last of them.As a test of stamina it cut both ways, the men would have to recharge themselves and that might present a problem. We had been assured that all the men were capable of multiple orgasms but no one knew how fast they'd get their. "Wilson watched her for a moment, unsure of her seriousness.Sandra's fingers arrived at the end of his trunk, caressing the tip slowly. "I want this in me." She repeated her voice sharp with conviction. She leaned forward, his penis falling onto his chest as her nipples dragging along his skin."I want you in me." She repeated a third time, this time in a whisper, just next to his ear."Let's see what I can do for you, my dear." Wilson smiled, his trunk already moving over her shoulder, stroking.
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