"WELCOME YOU BUFFOONS! YOU HAVE CAUSED ME A LOT OF PROBLEMS! WELCOME TO YOUR DEATH!" said the loud booming voice of a man from the far side of the roo...m.The man was wearing a flat black hood and cloak to hide his face. He was standing in front of an open doorway that had no lights on in the room behind him.They hadn't noticed him at first because of the all black he was wearing and he hadn't moved when they entered. But now that they were all inside he had stepped inside the room.As the women. He moves away and you are left alone on the bed – spunk running from your sore abused cunt, spunk dribbling down your chin, the taste of cum in your mouth, your buttocks tingling from the slaps, your face red from the initial blow from your and your nipples are swollen and tingling. Your clit is still engorged, it still needs stimulation, you know you need to cum again and you edge up the bed, getting on to it properly as the five guys stand and watch you. The two suits have limp dicks as they. I heard a knock on the door as I was just reaching for the hair straightener. “Shit," I sighed. It was only six o’clock and I was standing in my short black silk bathrobe. They were going to have to deal with my less than dressed appearance. I ran to the door and popped the locks. I opened the door to my much younger friend, John. He was looking exceptionally hot tonight. His short blonde hair and bright blue eyes always made my knees weak. “Are you not dressed yet?” he huffed peeking into my. I've spent six months mourning her, for her absence, and for myunwillingness to share myself with her fully, at least, not until shewas almost gone.It was shortly after she had been moved to hospice care, having finallygiven up on any further experimental treatment plans. There was abeautiful private garden where patients could sit, feeling the warm sunagainst their pale skin as they found whatever pleasures remained in thetime they'd been granted."Please promise me you won't spend the rest of.