Crawford’s still stinging cheeks expressed their raw soreness as his anus clenched at the obtrusive plug, the feeling of his cock squeezed tight in ...the cold metal, excited as much by his own submissiveness, as by the vindictive delight shown by the goading women, and Hope would ensure he fully appreciated the delights of the device ... which had seen a modification carried out just for him.Crawford had noted that the last inch and a half or so of the stubby, downward curving horn, was of a. Reaching down I held his glorious cock upright and lowered myself on to it, feeling a surge of orgasmic relief as I slid the full length inside me. Chantelle and I reached across and began to swirl our tongues around each other’s mouths in a passionate embrace as she rocked herself over his mouth and I ground myself on his cock, pushing hard down onto it and clenching my pussy muscles so that I gripped it as tightly as possible, trying to milk the cum from it.Across from us, ‘two’ had been. He moved back and his cockcame out of my mouth with a loud "pop" sound and I shuffled to grab itagain. Once more I was sucking like a pro and he was grunting as I wassucking so very hard. "Mmmm, mrphhhh, mrphhh" was all I could say as hehad his hand on my head almost like patting me like a dog. Then withoutwarning he came inside my mouth and before I could pull back he took bothof his hands and held my head in place and I swallowed his cum. I waspowerless due to him being stronger than me. It would be easy. So easy. An escape. Scott wasn’t meant to come back. He was meant to be in LA, a distant memory. I didn’t want to think about how I’d come with his cock in my ass. I was a good girl! I’d already done my allotted amount of rebelling in my teenage years and even then, none of it had involved actual sex. Maybe porn, but not sex, and definitely not the kind of sex I’d had with Scott goddamn Banks.I didn’t call anyone. I didn’t go out. I couldn’t sit still. I took a shower. I.