I tried to get up, but Zoë scooted back onto my chest, grabbed my wrists, and quickly pinned me against the floor. "I want to cum again" she said "a...nd I think this preemie is still hungry. Make me come again George. Suck on my clit." When I looked over all three members of our audience were quickly stripping. The black guy was a giant, with absolutely huge cut muscles, and a gigantic dick hardening but still swinging heavily between his muscular thighs. The blonde pixy had a perfect body. If he hadn't known better, he would have said that it looked like two old friends sitting down for a friendly game.The first group of 15 had gone down the hidden transport ahead of Benni and Zylis with a guide to secure the loading area below. The second team waited upstairs in the Khan storeroom for the platform to return.Benni was chafing at the wait as was typical for him. He had made a mistake for which he was still kicking himself. He had failed to ask how 65 Khan had died because he had. He was rubbing my clit in all the right ways, and made me feel so full with his fingers in both my holes, I knew I would cum soon. I could feel tears streaming out of the corner of my eyes as I choked on his dick. He was loving every minute of it. I tried to focus on what he was doing to my box so I could open my throat deeper for his cock. He began rubbing my clit right on the head and stroking the inside of my pussy with his fingers as he slid them in a out of me. In the moment his rock hard. . and. th-thank you... f-for correcting me...”Quentin went to the drawer of the dressing table and opened it. There within were a multitude of minor corrective instruments... straps, tawses, canes, riding switches and so on. He took out a fairly lightweight cane with a hooked handle.That would be adequate to start with, he told himself.Running the smooth wood through his figures and flexing the cane lovingly, Quentin turned back to Julia. It was a most beautiful moment. One which, not so many.