He was barely more than a consciousness imprisoned inside a human-shaped mix of sin and organs. And his punishment for that would be something he woul...d never have wished on his worst enemy.????????All he had left was his face, which remained exposed, unaffected by the pollen. But it was only a necessary illusion of freedom. His instinct was to try and cry out. Beg for mercy. But his tormentors were having far too much fun taking in the spectacle to give a damn. Jack’s exposed face was just a. I opened the cooler doors grabbed a couple bottles walk to the counter put them down walked back for more I did this a few times. I need a bag to put them in I walked around the counter grab a paper bag walked back around to the front loaded up the bags with the bottles with my bare ass facing the door. I was enjoying it walking around nude back into the kitchen to the back door setting the bag on the table near my clothes, I had to make few trips every time hoping when I open the kitchen door. Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the doors and a thirtyish blonde slipped on board, pressed the button for her floor and turned to face Amy Jo, giving the twenty three year old a quick once over. The blonde was dressed in a dark blue woman's business suit, accompanied by tasteful black pumps and a white silk blouse. She would have been considered pretty, except for the fact that she had a hard edge about her, that being her blonde hair was short and pulled harshly. Harder and faster, harder. I moaned over and over as he picked up speed and rammed my pussy harder. Another orgasm shook my body all over and I kept him inside me. A nice cock was in my view and I pulled it to my mouth and told him, Coke me, fuck my throat good. and he did just that. He held it in until I could get no air and then pulled out some and I caught my breathe then forced it down again and held it in. I was having almost non-stop orgasms while this happened and the huge cock in me.