The other two laughed and said, “Look, a slut feeding a slut like a little puppy dog. How cute.”Tracy ate the oatmeal and drank the orange juice a...nd begged some more. “Please, let me go, I’ve been good and can’t take this much longer.”Just then, the clit device became active and Tracy screamed,“AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHH, PPPPPPPLLLLLLLEEEEEAAAASSEEE!”But the girls just laughed and while she was screaming, put the gags back into her mouth to shut her up. Then they locked the cage back up and turned. I actually started to email Steve again to see if he wanted to meet me again, but not once did I get a reply.Then, one day, out of the blue, my mobile phone rang. My heart skipped a beat when I saw that the caller's number was withheld. As soon as I answered it I recognised Steve's voice. "Hello Fuckboy" he said as I nervously looked around to make sure no one could overhear the conversation. He continued, "This Friday, 7:30pm at my house" he said, "by 7:45, if you are not here, your wife will. " I told you I'm colossal! I shouldn't have let you do it." She started to back away, and turned to watch the television screen again to hide her blushing confusion. The batsman hammered a blazing square cut to the boundary, the umpire signalled a four with unnecessary relish and the scoreboard whirled up to fifty-three to a burst of half-stunned applause. "This is supposed to be a Test Match," she complained. "Hasn't anyone told them they're supposed to score slowly?" She turned round again.. ‘It feels like I’m being fucked with a big cock.’ Hearing her shout this nearly made me shoot my load. Christina’s grip on the sheets tightened as she quickly approached her sexual ecstasy. Christina began to yell out. Her orgasms had been becoming better and longer since I had began dressing more regularly. My mouth got used more than my cock, and my ass got used the most. I wasn’t complaining, it had all been incredible. I had learned to cum by gently rubbing myself with two fingers or by not.