As Lisa fell back against the ground, the sharp tip disappeared back inside, carving into her more as she screamed and writhed.After several minutes, ...Lisa lay on the ground, gasping weakly, but not moving so much now."Want me to pull it out?" Mac asked her.Lisa coughed blood and nodded, unable to speak. Reaching down, Mac unceremoniously pulled on the blood soaked handle. Lisa cried out, weaker now, as the sword pulled back to allow sliced blood vessels and nerve endings to touch one another. She then just sat there for a while while I stood wondering what she was thinking."Look, um." She took a deep breath, then quickly stood up and started to take off her shirt. She was wearing a small white bra which she also took off as well. "Sis, what the f*ck are you doing? Stop!" I pleaded. But my sister didn't.She then began to take off her pants and panties until she stood in front of me, all nude. She had very small tits, and lots of big black zits covering her body. Her areola's were big. "But our special guest will be here soon, and I want to get this piece of slutty shit ready for him and I need all of your help. Bitch, on the bar and on your back."Donna rose up and almost slithered onto the bar, not wanting to stand upright for fear that Tom would punish her, not wanting to meet any of the lewd gazes that were directed at her. When she got on top of the bar, she turned slowly over onto her back, feeling pain knife through her injured frame, and she tried to block out the. "You know you like it."Tom let go and Alan stumbled backwards, sitting on the edge of theottoman. In a flash Tom pulled down his boxers, revealing his cock:thick as three of Alan's fingers, six inches long, cut, gorgeous,swelling to full thickness in an instant. Alan had just enough time toraise his hands up to about shoulder level when Tom poked his beestunglips with the monster.Alan moaned as his lips parted, then let out a "Glrrk!" of surprise asTom grabbed his head and pushed in. .