“Who said I would do that?”“No one. It’s just how life is.”“Do I look like I have a death wish?”“What do you mean?” She was looking ...up at me then.“The other three would kill me if I even suggested doing that, which I assure you, I would never consider.”“But I’m worth two pinches to you,” she retorted, looking at the ground.“Your worth is more than just a couple of pinches.”She snapped her head to look at me then. “What do you mean? I’m worth more than that?”“I mean that you’re going to be my. Her friend was in bed, that was for sure, but she was not sure that Cyndi was sleeping. Not daring to enter, it was too ... strange of a scene, her eyes drank in the strange sight of her friend, tied, spread eagled to the bed, face down, her eyes closed as if asleep, gagged. But that was not the strangest part, though, looking at the restraints, Robin felt a twinge of ... something ... deep inside.No, the strangest part was the raw, ravaged backside of Cyndi, held aloft over some pillows, her. In the fog of my brain, I remember him sliding a single finger into my anal opening. I normally hate anal anything, but for some reason it seemed so erotic this time. He then he starting pressing on the back of the colon at the base of my spine. I immediately came again. Suddenly he withdrew completely away from me, and I felt so empty at that moment.As the fog lifted from my brain, I saw he was undressing.He lifted me off the table and turned me facing it. He then stepped in behind me and. She circled the head of my cock and tightened her tongue like a noose, her saliva dripping from her parted lips onto her chest, rolling her boobs up and down my length. She leaned down, her neck as agile as her long tongue, and pushed her snout into the depth of her cleavage. She tugged my member towards her mouth with her tongue, and I groaned as she pulled it between her lips, wrapping them around the head. She sucked my member into her mouth, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her.