Beck didn’t want to go there because pain sends her to sub space and she does what ever I want and she knew some would be embarrassing in front of M...m. When her Mom had clamped Beck’s tits I watched as she responded as expected. Judy I think wanted to say stop but she couldn’t as Beck went over the edge and looked at me telling me to use her like the fuck bitch she is. I took hold of the chain pulled it tight and told me fuck bitch I was going to do just that. Judy sighed but relaxed and. The chubby policewoman looked at Singh in his uniform. He wore the khaki shirt and black pants with the red company logo emblazed upfront. I wore a black security uniform, with the company logo upfront and on my epaulettes ( I ranked higher than Singh ). The policewoman said that she couldn’t tell that I was a security guard because the symbols and logos on my dark uniform weren’t as obvious as those on Singh’s paler uniform. Singh told them that both uniforms were official with the company,. My mouth is wide open, my eyes barely seeing. I feel little but hot air, a hot mass between my legs, and Megan’s tiny but eager hand leaping from tit to tit, squeezing, rubbing, pulling on each nipple in turn. I explode into an orgasm so intense I’m not sure I can even stay conscious through it, and at that same instant Carl’s cock explodes inside me. I’m filled, I overflow, I feel the hot rivulet dripping out of my pussy, across my butt hole, and down my cheeks. Carl’s voice is somewhere. In the elevator, a bold crewman asked about my long hair. He had a good laugh when I said it was the latest in vacation fashion for castaways. The question made me pause in contemplation for a moment before asking him for directions to the personal-care lounge. I could get a haircut there. He happily granted my request. Fortunately, the stylists were located just off this elevator on deck ten, so it wouldn't be hard to find. He exited a floor below my own. I pushed the elevator button for my.