Slowly, he spread his ankles making himself more stable while his hands were felt behind my neck and now he was fucking my mouth with no emergency but... with a zeal and fervor, making his balls swing and hit me under my chin but soon he grabbed them both nuts and handed to me in my hand for playing with them. Now I had my both hands busy rubbing, massaging his balls losing the ability to make him go just half way through in my mouth by clutching at his thighs and he started taking advantage of. My feet will twitch a little, but that's all. Then I'll black out... and that will be the last thing I ever experience. Nothing more, ever again. But I bet I cum at least twice while I'm hanging!I don't know when. Or whether I'll be the next victim or another of my friends. It's over halfway through my shift. Maybe nothing will happen this shift. Then I'll get to sit down to a nice lunch, have a couple of hours to rest. Then back again for the evening shift.Or maybe... in a minute or less I'll. Despite they’re being no one around she blushed whilst she unhooked her bra and slowly took of her panties. The lovely mix of cotton and silk clothing were thrown to the floor. She lightly dipped her fingers into the lubricant jar and spread her legs; she placed her soft fingers onto her pussy, which probably hadn’t needed any lubricant and was already wet enough. Yet she started rubbing away, finding it almost impossible to stay out of her pussy. This wasn’t a problem for her though and she. Tiffany sank into the softness and allowed her body to simply go numb from the over stimulation. “Rest, now, bride. You have done well,” he said. “No, wait, Garick,” Tiffany forced herself to say around catching her breath. “I'm free now, yes?” “Yes,” he said simply. “When you can walk, we will take you where you wish.” “I want to go back to the castle,” she said. “Why go there? They sacrificed you to this experience to save their own cowardly lives.”“It's worse than that, they k**napped me.