Master Karl removed the funnel gag long, kicked Enzo’s ass while it crawled and wedged itself within the bars, locked the door, then reinserted the ...gag in the animal’s mouth from outside the cage, the funnel extending between the bars. And he poured another quantity of water down its throat.If it didn’t try to move; if he, if it, if it kept still, if he kept still, if it, if he, if it kept still, if he kept still like a well-trained dog, if it did not move, the pressure on its bladder. "I swear I hear her squirt in the silence between her last word and a series of stifled groans, but can't be sure. I squeeze my eyes shut, mind filling in the blanks as I sense my cock flinching with desperate need."Good girl. Fuck, I love it when you come for me. Soak your knickers."Her gasping grows and then a single exhalation blasts over the wire into my ear as her world collapses. I know it's insane and risky and dangerous and stupid but I want to be there so badly. To witness her climax.. Now I took her to my bedroom and threw her on the bed while undressing myself. First, my shirt and then lowered my pajamas. She was watching me carefully lying there with her boobs jutting out of the blouse. I jumped on her like a tiger.I started pressing her milk tankers while I licked her from the neck, upper chest, face, and lips. She was getting hot every minute. The heavy rain outside was working magic inside our bodies. Now I ripped open her blouse and no bra, a bonus.Wow! What a perfect. “Margaret, what the hell is going on?” Amy whispered. “Why are we here?”Margaret was about to answer when she looked up to the dancer who was leaving the stage and coming toward their table, still stark naked. As she slid into the booth, another girl approached the pole and shed her clothes.Amy openly starred at the girl’s shaved and open pussy. “Welcome to the Chat Rouge,” the naked girl said looking directly at Margaret’s auburn hair. The stripper grabbed Amy’s arm and pulled her hand between.