I could feel it gushing out around my cock, too much for her with me already occupying most of the available space, but he never stopped licking and l...apping at the place where we were all three joined as Teri came yet again.It went on and on, feeling like it wasn’t going to end before I passed out; I don’t know when I quit squirting, but I know I was still trying to mightily, the muscles spasming and pumping long after he’d drained my tank as he continued to pet my prostate. It finally began to. The Turk grinned and flexed his muscles but he was not permitted to satisfy his sadistic urges. Instead, Madelaine was made an offer she couldn't refuse.The accountant explained that the costs incurred in recovering the stolen money would be recuperated by the sale of all Hildebrand-Smythe assets - cars, boats, house, the lot.'If you cooperate fully in the disposal of said assets, you and your daughter will be - er - permitted to live, ' said the little man. 'Employment will be found for both. I relaxed and muffled my pleasure grunts into the pillow as this man pumped the long thermometer into my rectum. And I could feel nurse Sharon’s hands gently caressing my buttocks, as she was pulling my firm cheeks apart and squeezing them together.I felt the doctor's breath against my rosebud as he warned me that he was going to replace the thermometer with his finger. I gasped loud as I felt Sharon’s finger rub the cold jelly all around my rim. But the doctor himself pushed a lubed finger up. "She's still usable." At that, he and his third friend lifted me up and carried me to a small table in the den. Laying me out on my back, the table was perfect for their purposes, with my legs dangling over one end, and my head dropping backwards over the other end, allowing for the **** of my silenced mouth from the opposite angle. I was frankly surprised when Seamus directed the other boy to possess my lips, tongue and throat, while he lifted my legs and began fucking me missionary-style. But.