Now placing a hand on each honey bun, Jeff pulls Seans manhood against his cheek one more time. Then he squeezes that tush as he smiles at his hanging... friends. Now I need to work you over, little man. Good! Im ready for you. Sean starts by running his fingers over every square inch of Jeffs body and his long brown hair. Then he acts like hes ripping Jeffs shirt off, then quickly switches to gentle mode. He blows on Jeffs tiny nipples and squeezes them. With a smile from ear to ear, Jeff loves. After a few minutes of waiting, she’s handed the food by the innkeeper and then she walks back to the table to Sasha. On the way back to the table Winter sees a man sitting at the table next to theirs. He has medium length shaggy brown hair, he had a thick blackish/brown beard and he was tall, maybe 6’3” or so, and very muscular with huge broad shoulders. He was wearing a black cloak, red and black kilt that had an armored belt on it and an armored red sash going from right shoulder to left. All of us were completely naked except two girls wore brief knickers which I found out was due to their period. Only Coach, a small very fit oriental guy, wore loose clothes. My eyes quickly went to the long whip he carried but he didn't seem to use it all that often. Any slave that didn't appear to be working hard enough felt the sting of its tip but it only caused a yelp from the recipient and left a light red mark. He knew how to control it because it could have been a lethal weapon.I soon. I also moved to match her pace, raised my pelvis for deeper penetration. In no time she came with a loud moan all over my dick and collapsed on my chest. I was in no mood to stop. So with a swift movement, I turned tables and started pounding her in missionary position.As I raised her legs to my shoulder and pushed deeper. She started shouting and abusing me. She wanted me to get off as it was painful. She had already come 4-5 times and she couldn’t take it anymore. I kept going and pounded her.