They all took special pleasure in stepping over his face with legs astride, revealing they wore nothing under their billowing black capes; the sight o...f their cunts and assholes, combined with the wafts of their feminine scents, ensured Gregson's cock erected in spite of his frightened state. One of the women left the cell and returned with a huge black silk bag; Gregson shrieked and wriggled in horror as the bag was slipped over his feet, up his naked body, and tied above his head. A rope was. . you know them ejaculating had to be out in the open so it could be on film. Oh god ... ah, and even though they never actually completed inside me, not inside my mouth or ... you know down there, I was wearing my diaphragm and I was full of spermicide."Nikki was really sobbing now and she buried her face in my knee. Listening to her had not been as painful as I would have imagined it would have been and I attributed that to the fact that I had watched the disk. What could be worse than that?I. Back in our room I showered first, masturbated again, came again. William, who normally bathed in the morning, had acceded to my request - I like my bed-mate clean - was taking his shower. I wondered, was he masturbating n there, had he masturbated while I showered. I thought about checking his sheet again, decided that went too far, and wearing flannel pyjamas - I'd picked out the same for William - crawled into the large bed and fell asleep. In the middle of the night I returned from the. “So where shall we go for our first supper together in Venice?” Geoff asked. “Want to try somewhere smart, such as one of the hotels on the Grand Canal, or would you prefer a quiet pizzeria off St Mark’s Square?”But before Gina could answer, the barman turned around from tidying up his cocktail-making equipment and offered the couple a suggestion. “If I may permit, senor, a very good pizzeria is to be found on the Via Syracuse, not ten minutes walk from here, close by the famous Arsenal.