Moving as if they were doing the same practised routine, she started to ride him. Her skin started to bead with sweat as they both groaned with each t...hrust. Breathless and gasping for air, murmurings of “more” and “fuck” were the only dialogue exchanged. Then he told her to turn around to face away. I stared into the reflection watching her face towards the mirror. Wow I breathed as I watched her get ready to move again, her breasts moved with each upwards and downwards motion. Her large. And so many more. By the time Henrietta reached the Cum Pit, even with the vodka, she was shaking. Her training, the subliminals, the constant videos, had not quite prepared her for so much decadence, so many people, so many different types of sex and degradation, all at once, compacted into one small warehouse. And the noise of music, screaming, whips, catcalls all blended into discordancy that reeled her senses. The smells, of cum, latex, leather, cheap perfume and expensive, beer, wine and. She shows me her Pussy once again. My Thick semen was oozing out from her pussy and draining on her thighs. She said I have to clean this. I told Arpita that we both will go to bathroom and I will clean her pussy and she will clean my Cock she agreed and kissed me saying love you. We both stood up and then looked at each other we were starked naked. We both went to bathroom it was a small bathroom where we could hardly enter.I asked Arpita to stand up and again I sat very close to her I asked. The room around me seemed to disappear for a moment, the light of the TV fading into the background. His eyes looked me over once before he moved again. He removed the glasses on his face and set them on his bedside table before turning to me again.Did he not want to see me? Certainly he would have made it more subtle if he didn’t wish to look at me, he would surely try to spare my feelings. Fleetingly, I remembered him telling me he was short-sighted; he could see what was close to him very.