She knew her exhibitionist tendencies dated from the afternoon in her garage, there was simply nothing, more exciting then the chance of being seen in...the act. It didn't take long before Alicia was falling over the edge into ecstasy. Jack continued to lap easily around her clit. Jack knew if he could get her into her multiple orgasm zone he would be in for a wild weekend of lusty sex. Alicia began to flex her hips up and down. Her second orgasm rolled through her body like ripples on a still. . . probably an hour or longer . . . before someone came. It was a strange man wearing a long black robe. He entered the cell, fondled Sally's body, and announced that he found her guilty. "You will die at the guillotine in the morning," he said. "Your execution will occur in the public square where it will be witnessed by hundreds."Then he left and the door slammed shut. She tried it. She was definitely locked in her cell. Suddenly this was no longer a joke. Sally regretted yielding to the. Until now, my only contact with her had been mouth or hands, now I wanted more than anything to be skin to skin, horizontal and buried inside her to the root.I kissed her mouth, tasting my sex on her lips as my tongue slipped between her parted lips. The kiss lingered, growing in passion, we joined at our mouths and then with our genitalia. My cock slipped into her fury sheath. Her knees came up, ankles crossed behind my back, her hips raised to allow me to plumb her depths.I started slowly,. It’s kind of boring I guess, hearing about each guy. But when you are the slave girl being bred, it’s not boring at all. I lost count of the guys who came in me and my whole universe became nothing but a giant, floppy, cum-filled cunt, just waiting for the next cock to get rammed up me. I think I had four or five more orgasms, and I peed a little. When it was happening, my whole world was centered on the cocks thrusting inside me. Some of them were small, some long and some were long and really.