What the hell?" he exclaimed, quietly but intensely, looking around frantically to see if anyone had noticed, his hand joining hers at his crotch."Relax," she said breezily, "no one can see anything." She dexterously batted his hand away and finished extracting his member. "I just realized, I haven't given you a handjob yet, and this is a perfect place for it." Maintaining an innocent expression, she went on evenly, "But someone might notice if you keep wriggling like that." Are you crazy?" he asked softly, sliding forward to hide his lower body, trying not to draw attention."No," she smiled, "rich people are eccentric. Besides, Little Zack here isn't acting shy." It was true; he was stiffening rapidly as she stroked and fondled his prick under the table, careful to keep the visible part of her arm still.Catching Zack's eyes, never pausing her fingertips on his cock, she reached out with a knife in her other hand and cut a bit of butter from the ball in front of them. She picked it. She stepped away from the table and disappeared behind a Chinese screen. A few moments later she reappeared.She was standing between my splayed legs, I could only see her face and upper torso, her facial expression conveyed lust, arousal and pure lust.I felt something cold being rubbed on my anus then she moved forward toward me.I felt pressure then pain, a sharp lancing laceration, splitting me.I wailed, “Aaaaaah,” as she forced her strap-on deep into my guts.She stroked into me, not fast but long, powerful thrusts, going further and further into my bowels.“Does my Thrall like how Mistress can take care of him, does he like it: huum, yes, I think so,” she said as she gripped my erection and jacked me in rhythm to thrusts.I was mewling from the pain she was inflicting but if anything I wanted more, my cock was swollen, harder than I’d ever been, she felt it when I was ready to cum, she released me and pumped me harder, gripping my hips, she slammed into me.I erupted, shot after shot.
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