Do ... that ... again!” she commanded me as she panted hard; I felt her pussy spasm on me.“Oh my god, Amb! This feels sooo fucking good like this!... Your ass is the sexiest ass on this planet; it turns me on like crazy just holding it like this and actually grabbing you by it and fucking you ... Holy shit! You’re so bloody tight this way, and you’re always so damn tight...” I trailed off as I groaned in ecstasy.I proceeded to fuck her onto my steel flag pole, slamming her down onto me over and. Don't matter though. Don't bother going to my funeral,Lieutenant, I won't be there either."She didn't say anything for almost a minute, then she asked, "So youbelieve I had a beau back then?" I'm sure you had lots; bet you were a beauty."She managed a laugh and said, "No, not a beauty, might be called cutethese days though. And not a lot of beaus either, have to be careful whenyou were born on the wrong side. Even back then. Know what I do? I run apiece of steel across my face everyday, usually. ” My gift. I never thought of it as a “gift”, more like an embarrassing curse. Alice was referring to the flowing gush of juices that dripped and clung to my thighs like ropes of shame. My inability to resist my lovely Alice, only made my juices flow that much harder. I looked up at the girls in the hallway and saw more people had joined the crowd. I watched one girl roll her eyes in a mixture of disgust and complacent disregard, and walk away. I was sad to see her go. Something inside me. " He nodded towards the whipping frame.Martha looked closer at the girl and walked round the frame to see her from all angles. It was difficult to assess her looks while she was in that position, but as far as Martha could tell she was quite pretty with shortish dark brunette hair, her breasts seemed to be quite small, but hanging upside down made them look oddly high set. Her shaven cunt was gaping, as was her arse hole and Martha found out why that was as time went on.The proceedings were.