Sheila is un-clamping the alligator clamps from my cock. Each one that she pulls off feels like a tiny nova of pain going off in my cock. Then she’s... rubbing my cock and I’m trying to get hard. I manage about half hard and she smiles. She moves back up to straddling my face and she fucks my throat with her cock again. As she rapes my mouth and Bill’s arm rapes my ass I feel my cock hardening. Bill sees my cock getting hard and he starts smacking my balls with his hand. She sees my hard on now as. Quandrell and I had fooled around a little at the start of our senior year, jacking each other off until I cut it off because I started dating my future wife Barbara. Then one night right after graduation Quandrell and I found ourselves alone, no dates and none of our other friends were around. I thought we’d just jack each other off like we use to do. But when Quandrell unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his Levis, unzipped his fly and then eased his pants down, his massive cock sprang up and. "Pliers?" He shook his head as if to clear it. He couldn't see but he was quite sureshe was tapping her foot. "Oh yeah. Sure! Pliers!" He slapped them into her hand as if giving themto a surgeon. "Are you actually going to help or do you intend to stand there like a greatgormless Pratt for the rest of the morning?" "Er, too many cooks! I didn't want to get in your way." Which was true, buthe made a mental note of the insult in his own personal demerit book. He movedcloser to the side of the box. When we got there, we removed our badges and mingled with the crowd of men wandering around looking at the naked women chained to the posts supporting the roof. There appeared to be about 30 women, all White, and ranging in age from about 14 to 30. It looked like there were approximately 150 potential customers, and the women were having to endure pinches and prods in sensitive areas by nearly all of them.About 15 minutes before the auction was scheduled to start, one of the men sent to gather.