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Satisfied, Audrey returned to stroking as before: long, slow, torturous pumps that made his penis absolutely bulge and yearn for relief. The herdstress was impressed at how long this bull was lasting. Audrey was doing a superb job; she had a natural technique. He had to be aching to orgasm, the pre-ejaculate now running down the head and dripping onto his tummy. She wondered how much more fight was in him. "Why won't you give in?" whispered the chef. "It's going to feel so good." "I'm... I'm afraid," he barely mouthed, fighting back with all his might the thing he wanted most. "I know," she whispered, her fingers soothingly caressing his head and cheeks. "But I'm here for you. Nurse Lilly is here for you." Michael didn't resist when the chef turned his head toward Lilly. She had turned back around, watching with watery eyes the man being violated. Involuntarily, his eyes roamed down to her bare feet. They were little, creamy white, with blue painted, tiny toes. He quickly looked away as a wave of pleasure was building. "Oh god. Oh god!" he moaned, fighting like hell to think of something besides release. The thermometer inside added to his agony, filling him with new sensations. With every involuntary squeeze of his pc muscles, it pressed against his prostate, driving him crazy. "You're a big strong bull," the chef said, her face so close to his. "And you're going to be so, so delicious. All you need to do is release your semen, and I'm going to take care of all the rest." "No! I don't... I—" he stuttered in fear. "The sooner you give in, dear," the chef comforted, "the sooner this will all be over." "Wow," Audrey giggled, "look at him trembling." "Will... Will it," panted Michael, gazing in the indian chef's pretty brown eyes. "Will it hurt?" "It won't hurt," she answered softly. "It's a low heat at first. You'll simply drift off to sleep." Michael glanced between his legs at Audrey and the herdstress, imploring them with his eyes to stop. He looked to the girl's mother for mercy, but her attention was fullly on observing her daughter. He turned again to Lilly, his face desperate for help. She looked back with tears on her cheeks, her hand covering her mouth at his plight. I nodded. I can't take any more. He went off to clean himself. “You’re anything but boring. He unlatched his mouth from her right breast and moved to the left one, caressing and flicking her nipple with the tip of his tongue before sucking on it too, his mom moaning encouragingly in the process. I was back early. causing my boxers to appear. She tried to struggle. Over the next couple weeks Cynthia was actually able to convince Robert to go with her to some parties. And I'm getting so sore, but its a good hurt, you know?" I felt shocked, thrilled, jealous, curious, and most of all, left wanting more! By using cash, we could avoid a paper trail for Robert to follow, but the problem with cash was we now indian had everything of value on us. “You know, I have a hotel room not far from here,” he said, smug and confident. The white of her t-shirt was covered in blood and dirt, her dark blue jeans torn up and down her curvy thighs. Howard had begun quickening his strokes as he was nearing climax as well, “Go ahead big brother. Dakota and Jill, and even Tina to a certain extent disputed that observation.