“Fucking slut, look at you, not so fucking resistant now are you.” I was no longer fighting but instead pulling her deeper, something had been done to me, something had been changed in my flesh I was moaning with my first ever throat orgasm when Ona pulled her cock from my throat, my eyes rolling in my head shaking like a cheep whore with a steady stream of my spit dripping from my face onto the floor. “Three…” And with a prideful smile said. Indian sex Though we still mourn the passing of my father we must remember that while alive he had a dream, and that his dream… was made reality.” As The Master spoke Ona was slowly leading the new girl around the amphitheater, her body exposed to their gaze. Or I’ll make sure its the only thing you know how to say when I’m finished with you. I was in a state of total orgasmic bliss. “Dumb slut. The one that stuck out the most was a grey heavily spiked metal door with a large lock on the front. “Mmmm mmmm!” She cried as inch by inch the plastic cock was taken from her throat, until finally her throat and mouth was empty. Two were metal and were clearly the two I had spent my three months in… the Mindfuck room
