I'd sketched out the framework for Rachel and she'd already let me have a storyboard and I'd set up to visit the Prep Centre to run through the script....I'd told them to let her have some decent clothes as long as she was behaving. When I got there I could see that she was making an effort to impress, she'd obviously been well enough behaved to keep the guards happy. Or maybe she'd been using some other talents to achieve the same ends.One thing that I'd found while working for Clegg was there. No biting3. No marks or bruises 4. All participants start clothed, but clothing was allowed to be removed by other participants. 5. Penetration was permitted6. Sexual activity was allowed with no rules or limits.7. There would be four six-minute matches8. I would be the final judge and referee.9. The winner would be allowed to set a penalty for the loser of their choice. My wife was the one to start, and she created the first three rules. However, she openly and fully endorsed and agreed to. Her face and torso were again a bright red, and her large green eyes were clenched tight, but the tell tale shadow of a smile revealed her true feelings. Ever so slowly, with minute spasms, her tight pussy and facial contortions relaxed releasing my penectomy anxiety. With short gentle jabs that terminated with our two pubic bones lightly kissing each other, I resumed my onslaught. She resumed her quick panting breaths, terminated with staccato high pitched moans. My hips let me know that. In their case, this meant restraining or suspending Maggie so Ryan could fuck her until she enevitably passed out due to lack of oxygen as she struggled to breath through her umpteenth orgasm.Last night, Maggie awoke five minutes after passing out, still suspended with Ryan holding her head and giving her water and semen still drooling from her vagina.As Maggie left the flat this morning, more with a hobble in her step than a skip, Liam stretched out his legs on the sofa and watched the.