I built up a rhythm, bobbing my head up and down his shaft, my saliva dribbling down to his hot, full balls, my hand gently squeezing them as it did."...I think I'm close to cumming." Paul said."Not yet you don't." I said, stopping the sucking on his very hard cock."Why? What's wrong?" Nothing is wrong, but I think you need to try it now." I don't think I can." It's easy. Open your mouth, and close your eyes Paul, you will enjoy it." I stood up and removed my own jeans and boxer shorts, releasing. Next minute he bent down from his height took her face in his big hands and slobbered her face and lips with a barrage of kisses.He was even licking her like a dog.She was hardly coming to his stomach level and his hormones were raging and his cock was poking through his track pants .His smell after his practice was intoxicating for her and she was turned on by the musky smell of sweat .She sensed it and in one motion pulled down the elastic holding the tracksuit.His penis jumped out of its. We looked into each other’s eyes. I extended my arms lifting my upper body off of you. Your legs still over my shoulders, we both looked down at where our bodies meet. I could see your cunt lips swollen and open. Just below that I could see where my cock was buried in your ass. You brought your hand to your cunt and buried two fingers deep. I could feel your fingers in your cunt. You said to me, ” Start fucking my ass.” As I moved out then back in, you squealed with what sounded like delight. . Then i heard the voice of Master George from behind and his footsteps he looked at me as if to say he’d sold me what had he’d done. i my arms were up above my head suspended by a huge lifting hook which was enormous this room must have been a factory as i head machinery behind that’s all i could do. Then i saw a woman come around from behind she too had been dressed up but not as much as me with her breasts sticking out with large steel ring attached like a bra of some kind and a steel collar.