-- What you did when she called us cunts though, let us just say you will not be getting any sleep. --I chuckled and I could feel their lust through t...he bond. One thing I knew for sure; if I were not tired when we were finished here, I would be when they were through with me.We made our way out of the cells and headed down the hallway to the next section. I could tell through the bond that the others were coming against less and less resistance. Ingrid and her group had fought and killed a few. The door swung open and a man appeared staring at us and as Peter had torn himself away from eating my sex it left me completely naked to his gaze. Peter laughed and introduced him as Russ the owner of the house. The bed that I was occupying was where he usually slept and I wondered what he thought of that as he certainly wasn't expecting a female in it on his return. Peter then more or less "offered" me to him and as I was still in a state of sexual arousal I agreed. Peter then went back to. She untucked his shirt and pulled it down so that she had his arms trapped. She then proceeded to bite each nipple so he winced with pain and pleasure. She wasn’t sure about his hairy body at first, but now she loved his manliness. Then she abandoned his shirt, kissing her way down his ‘happy trail’ of hair to the top of his trousers. She looked up into his eyes and met his smile before deftly undoing his belt and buttons. She then pulled his trousers slowly down and he stepped out of them.. ...Paul. He hadn't even dressed. He was covered by a hotel dressing gown and had his tux and shoes under his arm. I asked him what the hell was he still doing here.He told me he was waiting on me. I moved one door down to where my room was, the mother of the bride.I told him if he thought I was going to fuck him, minutes after he fucked my daughter, he was sadly mistaken.He said no problem, and the bastard honestly didn't seem bothered. Well, his loss. He asked if he could have a kiss.