Johnno helped her sit up and gave her another glassto drink. The pain seemed to go away quite quickly as she drank. Johnno wasfondling her bruised bre...asts. She could feel his hands but not the fullsensation. He gripped her breasts, dug his fingers into her viciously but toher it was not a problem, she felt something but nothing she could not handle. Hewas enjoying himself with her breasts, digging his fingers into her flesh,squeezing her hard, grabbing and twisting her soft breasts yet to her. She got it home, and made it into her new pump. At first, she just sat looking at it, rubbing lube onto her cunt lips, that were still swollen from her last pump session, but had lost a lot of the sensation that she gained through it. She was nervous. To her this was a new step in her life. She wasn't sure where it was going to take her, and what would become of her once she had done it. Slowly, that stroking motion turned into her lifting her engorged lips with one hand and letting them fall. What a peculiar situation. A dirty, flea-ridden good-for-nothing was offering badly needed warmth in exchange for ... fucking Cathy. Instead of telling him yes or no, as was her prerogative, she was looking at me with question in her eyes. She was asking my permission to do something I should have had no say in. Cat was an escaped slave, masterless, she was far past asking anyone’s permission for doing anything. So why the question?And even more interesting was my own reaction. I’ve always. . my own cum mixed with oil I had pushed into his ass-hole. I felt crippy and sexy both to sleep on my own cum. He took hold of both my knees and bend them in middle and made me touch my knees to my chest while lying on my back. My ass-hole all wide and open for his cock to attack. He put his cock top at the back door entry and push with his full force… it entered in just one push. I was already open with my top ride..Some thing devilish and entered into his eyes and he smiled naughtily and he.