I tried hard not to bite-- I sensed Dolanwould be a strict punisher if there was any discomfort--but it was quitedifficult to keep my mouth and throat...smooth as Dolan skull-fucked me. As I moved around, crouched on my knees, Dolan took one of his bootsand slammed it against my penis, grinding my penis and balls into the flooras I strained to suck his glorious Python...oh, I couldn't take the pain,but the touch of the bulbous glans of the Python on my tongue was pure pleasure! "You better. After about twenty minutes, she was only moaning as the last of the Vegans used her. Then the same two came to her with a thinner pole and roughly impaled her on it. They pushed about two feet or so into her body as she went rigid screaming in fresh pain. They laughed and left her there. She was now bleeding profusely from between her legs. After she had quieted and they had watched her twitch for a few minutes, her arms were cut loose and she was levered up with her legs spread and the pole. Though she was enjoying herself, she wasn't dancing with her usual careful restraint. I took in her flushed expression and raw, almost predatory, dancing style with a frown."Shelly, just how much wine did you drink?"She giggled at my worried expression. "I know, I know - I've had all the wine I need. Don't worry, dear - I only had two glasses, and I'm switching to punch after this. You'd better switch, too - you're going to need all your strength later."Though she tried her best, Shelly's face. Whenever you’re ready.”We stood quietly for another moment, our arms around each other, then walked hand-in-hand back to the Andersson’s apartment.When we arrived, Lars and Annika had finished breakfast and were ready for the day.“What do you think of going to Gröna Lund, Steve?” Lars asked.“I’ve been to Liseberg in Göteborg and to Tivoli Gardens in Copenhagen, so, yes, I’d love to go to Gröna Lund.”We spent the day at the amusement park and had a great time. Karin and I decided to go on.