I wasn't going to be able to stand much more of this. She then started to deep throat the shaft in her mouth, taking it all in and started a rhythm of... slow steady strokes. I felt the sensation of my rising orgasm and wondered what I should do. Is she going to get mad if I cum in her mouth? Is she waiting for me to tell her I am about to pop?I decided, no, I am just going to squirt a load in her mouth with no warning. I waited for the next stroke to bottom out and I released a huge, hot wad of. ‘The marshals are going room to room.’ She says it so calmly, as if it means nothing. I move closer to try and see with her, but she insists I stay behind her. I look around the clear window and up to the blinds – they need to go down. They need to… Oh. I quickly push into her from behind, causing her to stumble slightly, but nevertheless maintaining her place as I move up and proceed to lower the blinds over each section of window viewing between the corridor and our room. ‘I suppose you have. Eventually when my wrist disappeared she started begging and squealing for me to stop,’ I took a sip of my drink, letting him take in the picture. ‘And did you, stop?’ I pointed up to the camera, ‘That had been switched off,’ I said and started grinning. ‘So you didn’t stop?’ ‘Well, the dumb bitch couldn’t remember the safe word.’ He started laughing, and then stopped himself, ‘Sharon would remember the safe word.’ ‘You’re missing the point, she won’t get one.’ He started laughing again, and. "I'm very tiny, am I not?" said she in an apologetic tone, as if she wished to warn me.It was perhaps the smallest cunt I ever felt in a woman. The slit itself approached the usual size, but the love avenue was quite tight to my finger, and I thought my rampant cock would never get up it. But strangely enough, that very idea seemed to stiffen it to an unbendable state, it was cast iron as the gland touched the small orifice, and it glided right up without stopping, till I touched the end of the.