I shyly concealed my boobs with both of my hands. He parted my hands off the boobs.He dug his face at the cleavage and pushed both the boobs against t...he sides of his cheek. He rubbed his face all over the boobs. His lips firmly sucked the part between my boobs.Oh god, his strong hands are pressing my soft cushiony boobs strongly against either side of his cheek. His tongue started teasing me. He then sucked my neck. His hard squeeze made me feel pain alongside never before pleasure as well.He. To be quiet and face the corner. He needed to calm down. He wouldn't punish her while he was angry. John arrived shortly afterwards and sat in his big armchair by the window. He called her over. She would d**** herself over his knees to receive his correction. John would tip his knee slightly and remind her not to kick and not to throw her hands back. John started rhythmically spanking that bottom with his hand warming her up until her cheeks were a lovely shade of red. She cried gently at. " ... good seeing to?" I laughed. "Yes, of course. Get it from thedrawer will you?"She went over to the dressing table and took out a small packagewrapped in tissue paper. I knelt up on the bed and she unwrapped thepackage. She strapped the harness around me and started to stroke my'erection'."Give me head, you little slut!" I ordered.She climbed onto the bed and slipped the end of my rubber memberinto her pretty lipsticked mouth. She sucked and stroked it,worshipping all eight inches of it. Through the haze of your drugged mind, you hear wet squelching and hundreds of moaning and screaming women, their hot mouths silencing them as they replace their hands with their lips. The girl atop your pulsing cock hastens her pace, and another, impossibly more powerful orgasm rapes your body for every last bit of pleasure. You feel your member go limp, and all the women suddenly retreat into the blackness, leaving you cold and wanting. But, it seems the attack wouldn't end there, as hands.