They got pleasure out of seeing me choke or hurt. I’ve had enough clit in my mouth to last me a lifetime. My stomach was full from all their juices.... They made me drink every single drup when they squirted in my mouth, and it was alot. My mouth was hurting, my tongue was hurting, my jaw was hurting and even my throat was hurting. What straight guy would ever think that he’d had to say that his throat is hurting because he was throatfucked...by women?Bitch shut up and take her placeSo, now comes. I took a guess that she didn’t cum very often if at all but my thoughts were broken by talking as Linda headed back to the room where she flung the towel off before taking my cock in her mouth to lubricate it and sliding the head in between her pussy lips as she slowly worked her vagina down my cock before riding me hard and fast until we but had a nice easy orgasm to start the day.I suggested a cup of tea and a short rest before making love again so we both wrapped up and went to the bathroom. ”“No we couldn’t,” Max said. She kissed Doug on the cheek. “Thank you for being lovely.”“Lovely,” Alex echoed, and hugged Doug from behind. Sam piled on as well. Doug put his arms around them.“Any chance I could keep one of you?” Doug laughed.“No,” Sam said, and kissed his other cheek. “Good night, Doug. Good luck.”“Oh, sweetheart, this is old hat.”Our goodbyes were finally final. We stepped out into the cold Halifax winter night. I worried about Sam. I worried about her legs. I stared at her. She hated the games he made her play almost as much as she hated how much she longed for them, thrilling each time at those six simple words; I’ve a game for us, pet. “To what?” She blushed at how her voice shook, hoping she could blame it on the cold or perhaps on fear rather than anticipation. “I’ve decided to give you more time. You have until my brother and wife return.” She almost turned, her jaw dropping at the thought of being caught out like this, naked and recently fucked, his cum.