I looked and he was stroking his already hardening dick near my covered face. With Don, the pain didn’t go away, it lessened but still hurt with eve...ry thrust. Mike stated pulling my hands down to see my face. He had placed the camera on a tripod and was pointed at me. “Loren, put your hands down, I want to see your face.” I tried to keep them up as best I could. “If you do not remove your hands, I will show this video to all your friends.” Mike snarled. I froze shocked. I did not think of what. The knife begins trailing my spine again. I wince as it grazes the spot where the cut was made. A short straight line going up my back. Then before I have time to think another cut is made and I let out a loud whimper. Diagonal. I can’t see anything with my blindfold on but I can feel more kisses. Not just on the cuts but all over my back, up to my neck. All those hot spots being kissed while I feel a finger enter inside me, not just one but a 2nd one too. Penetrating me, thrusting in and out. Above that was a pair of boy boobs that Nevelle was certain were about a B cup in size. "He's gonna need a bra soon," Nevelle said with a laugh, though his cock twitched in the drawstring shorts he had chosen to wear for this adventure. Then, remembering the rumors, he glanced between Crabbe's ham-sized thighs. What he saw there made his cock stiffen at once. The Slytherin might have have stolen his cock from a horse. It was easily a foot long, and nearly thick as Nevelle's wrist. More than. He does you turn your head to the side and instantly have his cock in your mouth. Sucking the entire shaft and rod into you as you still lay on the table. It taste salty and delicious as the entire shaft slides across your lips and tongue. Soon his hips are thrusting into your mouth and you are sucking on him as the strokes are long and powerful but you open your mouth and take all he gives you as it hits the back of your throat. Your saliva covers him. You feel a hand on the back helping you.