The reaction I got was her hips started pushing at my aroused cock. Her hands were opening my shirt rubbing up and down my chest. I felt her reach do...wn and undo my pants. She pulled my hard throbbing cock from my shorts. Her hands were soft and gentle but held me firmly. She stroked my cock up and down with a twisting motion of her hands. I was groaning. I unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down, removing her thong in the action. She was totally naked now and her body was solid. Big tits,. And showed me the bottle of cologne I use after shave. She had cleaned her pussy and used cologne sufficiently to make it not stink. I lowered my lips and kissed lightly on her pussy lips. She moaned silently and then I separated the petals of her pussy aside and with my tongue in its full glory I slurped and licked her pussy from top to bottom and back and she shivered in amazement. I loved the scent of her pussy and kept on licking on her pussy while she grabbed my head in between her thighs. Sarah's ass looked like a roadmap, with angry red streaks criss-crossing her cheeks on a bright pink background from the paddles' work. Sarah was blubbering and sobbing for him to stop, but he had one more step to get through. And it would prove the hardest of the all. But before this final abuse could take place, he had one additional thing for her. Michael picked up the large butt plug and leaned forward. He shoved a finger into her rectum and worked it around as Sarah squealed at this newest. They were tired and bloodshot, which was only to be expected; she'd been at this the whole night. There was fear in there, too, and she flinched when I reached a hand out to her.Her fear was for good reason. I didn't have her service me all night like this just because it made going to sleep and waking up much more pleasurable. I did it because it often led to some really amazing dreams. In my sleep I regularly indulged in sexual escapades that, well, you could only dream about.It didn't.