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“You excited about tomorrow night, sweetie? Now that I think of it, Kirk will love your librarian look. You don’t even have to worry about changing.” He said and continued to move slowly in fetish and out of me. I didn’t say anything, just kept my eyes closed and waited for him to finish. A hard slap on my ass and the tone of his voice opened my eyes and my mouth. “I asked you a question, baby girl. Are you looking forward to tomorrow night?” he said, a little anger in his voice. “Yes, Billy.” I answered and I heard him laugh his evil laugh. He squeezed my hips, buried his cock deep and dumped another load in me. Holly lay completely run down on the pool table amazed by how physically exhausting and draining sex could be. She took for granted it was over until Hector and Vincent grabbed hold of her picked her up and laid her in the center of the pool table. Viktor walked over by her head and said softly by her ear, "You see Holly, men can be entertained by women in many ways, dancing, stripping, serving, submission, pain, sex and many more ways. Typically sex is the end goal but there are a variety of things that stimulate men sexually. If you want, you can entertain us more now by milking more cum from our cocks. What do you think, Holly, do you want to use your body to milk more cum now?" Feeling so overwhelmingly used Holly shook her head no, not wanting more sex. Hey eyes opened wide when that seemed to make Viktor smile a frightening smile. He stepped away from the pool table over to the rack where there were several pool cue sticks and lifted two down walking back over to the table, "Like I said Holly there are many other ways men can be entertained." As he said this he laid one cue stick across the base of her chest and a second across the top of her chest. He then gave a nod to Vincent who walked to the opposite side of the table from Viktor and placed his hands on the top end of the queue sticks while Viktor held the handles. The two men slowly moved the two cue sticks towards one another sliding them along her flesh until they started pressing against her asian breast flesh. Viktor then looked at Hector who understood what he wanted and walked over taking the handles of the pool cue sticks from Viktor. Viktor then placed his hands first on one breast and firmly pulled the breast flesh up making sure the cue sticks were at the base of the breast, he then did the same with the other breast then said, "Tighten." Hector and Vincent moved the cue sticks closer together. The three men repeated the process until japanese her breasts were getting very red and she let out a groan. "Ahhhh Holly, it's starting to hurt, isn't it, but it's entertaining us too. Look at your breasts Holly your nipples are already hard and we've not touched them, I was careful not to. But your mind, it knows that your beautiful small tits are sexually stimulating so even though you didn't want us to do this, they still experience the sexual sensations." Viktor whispered by her ear. She foolishly did what he asked and looked at her breasts, they were very red and irritated but the nipples were standing up hard, even the areolas were puffy. "Now Holly, I know you didn't like Vincent, here. This fat ass Italian man, older then your daddy would be more like a dirty grandpa but look at that gross hair on his chest sticking out of his buttoned up shirt, his beer gut stretching the buttons, he's gross and disgusting isn't he Holly" he asked watching her eyes. She didn't want to answer his question and he knew it. “Then... then... Then I sensed a disturbance in the Force. That was it. Her words stirred me in a way I’d never felt before. Belinda tipped the point of her rifle in the direction of asian the men trying to control their fetish nervous mounts. Her face grew bright red. When Alex was finished, I told them, "Boys, go on and wash up so we can talk about you." He made life so exciting. I pulled myself off japanese Zander, relishing the feeling of his hot seed running down my leg. Then again, it was nothing compared to when she heard her son's voice. We talked for a good twenty minutes. The dings are constant now as she lays back on her bed. blackmail?" “Come on,” I repeated. “Okay”