"Magnificent animal," Donna taunted. She reached her hand between Daisy's legs and Daisy humped hard and fast, shrieking as she came and pushed her bo...dy harder against the metal. Donna knelt on the floor in front of Daisy and stared into her eyes. "Beg." Daisy knew immediately what she wanted. "Turn it up, please, Mistress, turn it up, turn...ARRGHHHH!!!!" Donna turned the knob and pushed her fingers harder against Daisy's cunt. She came again, screaming wildly and jerking against the metal.. “Stop, stop,” she whimpers.I relax, letting the girlcock slide out of her. Watching as she crawls off it.“Finish me doggie style,” she whispers, glancing over her shoulder as she gets on hands and kneels on the bed.As I roll over onto my knees, she presses her face against the sheets, her ass high in the air. Her juices smeared over her ass and thighs. Her labia are swollen, red, slick and dripping.My fingers trace a line up her spine, gripping her blonde hair, twisting the strands between my. I looked over at the tub and saw my husband with his head between Shellies legs. I knew then why she was willing to share this cock. She had her head back and was thoroughly enjoying my husbands attention while her husband was enjoying mine. I tried once more to get down on his cock. I started to cum and kept slowing pleasuring myself. When my O subsided I looked over at the tub and noticed that Frank and Shellie were gone. I leaned down to Roger and asked him if hed go down on me. Sorry, but. Her eyes wandered from her clock to the cup, stuffed with pens and pencils...and a pair of scissors. She smiled and rushed across the room, petticoat bouncing, and picked them up. First she tried to slip them under the waistband, but couldn't. Frowning, she took a fistful of the fluff, and put it between the blades of the scissors, and snipped. She set the scissors down and examined the cut. Or where the cut should have been. She snatched the scissors up, and started frantically cutting at.