I ran my fingers up and down the middle of my exposed chest, only the sides of my breasts visible to my young voyeur. Then I unbuttoned the rest of my... shirt, allowing it to fall open slightly while still only displaying the center of my chest, all the way down my toned stomach to my black thong panties. I looked at the television, which was still off. I could see my reflection in the glass, giving me a chance to see what Tony was seeing. I ran one hand back up my exposed skin to my chest’ this. I kept cumming and cumming and when they took it out of me I squirted a bucket full. Sara did the same. They all took pictures of the spray and were very happy. They told the master that these were the best girls he has ever had. My master said, don’t forget the show coming up Saturday night.He then took us up stairs and healed out wounds. From there back to the dungeon for another session with many guys. This went on for an hour and we had an hour rest to heal and eat. This day were. I had to hope Johnny and the others were watching the time, to make sure we got out of there before shift change like I'd promised; I was having far too much fun to even think about trying to keep track for myself! Some while later, I was starting to think I'd finally nailed my number down to twelve, but I still wasn't a hundred percent sure. I'd completely lost track of the number of times they had made me cum, but I estimated it at somewhere north of thirty, an average of a little more than. I could feel the walls of her cunt sliding along my length. She was gyrating on my cock now, her clit being pushed up against my hardness. Although she wasn't losing control I could sense that she was fast approaching her climax. She opened her mouth and let out a little sigh. At the same time I felt her vagina spasm. Her calm demeanor was betrayed by her pants of pleasure. Her orgasm was long and gentle. As gentle as an orgasm could be. "Oh Micky......it feels so nice.....I love you so much.".