Did he inject me with something earlier into my neck? The thought is quickly replaced with lust and agony as he is mounting you like his bitch. His ...ock is pushing deep into you and you now scream out "DDAAAAAA" loving the feeling and lost in the sex. After a few powerful strokes, your nose feels busted and broken for sure now. "I weel talk, I'll tell you my secrets" you scream out as you cum on his cock. It was just to intense for you to handle. He pulls out of you, waits for you to. It was a large mini suite comprising a small sitting area with desk and two seat sofa, two double beds side by side and large bathroom with free standing bath and a shower and circular curtain rail over one end. My experience the night before and all the talk on the train seemed to have heightened my awareness of how we were going to deal with changing and dressing. Samantha was more used than I was to sports locker rooms and chatting to sports team members while drying off and dressing. I. Oddly, by envisioning this act, I became a willing pussy worshipper. My tongue thrust up deep inside her cavernous hole finding the reward I wanted. A nice swollen G-spot! I brushed it lightly with my hot tongue deciding that in order to give her such pleasure right this minute wasn’t a great idea. I had ultimate control and would make this bitch beg for my tongue. Removing my tongue with a loud smacking sound, I placed one finger inside her throbbing pussy. My finger darted in and out,. The ladies would suit up and get their weapons once they were secure inside the safe room. It was one suggestion made by the security company that built the safe rooms. It saved precious minutes if the women didn’t stop to dress or put on their body armor before heading for the safe rooms. Once they were safely inside, it would take far more time for someone to gain access to the room than it could possibly take the women to dress for combat--not that they ever expected to need the armor or.