"Uuurrrhh! Yes, Dustin, yes, do it! I was so bad! Aagghh! Yes, yes, whip me, beat me, do it! Aaagghh!" She thrust her ass up for him and he whipped her hard.

Nichole's soft lips sank over his cockhead, sucking gently on his massive thick fucker. With one hand, she played with his balls, stroking them, urging him on. The fingers of her other hand were down in the crotch of her teddy, rubbing her pussy. She groaned with excitement, working Dustin's cock deeper into her mouth.

"Come on, bitch!" Dustin yelled, whipping Eileen's ass with all his force. "Come for me if you want my cock up your pussy! Nichole's gonna make me shoot again if you don't!"

He gasped, his stiff fucker fucking into Nichole's throat, his chest heaving.

"Ooohh, plow, Dustin! Plow – harder, faster, whip me! I'll come for you!" Eileen screamed, clutching the bedsheets, her white slip tossing over her back in her frantic heaves. "Aagghh! More, more, hurt me, Dustin, hurt meeee! Aagghh, yes – I'm coming! Whip me! Whip me!"

The little blonde writhed on the bed, screaming her heart out. Her back was arched, her legs trembling as her high heels dug into the carpet. Her panties were torn, and there was a damp patch on the crotch that had spread almost to the waistband.

"Yeahhh!" Dustin yelled, lashing Eileen's ass faster and harder, his arm blurring as he laid it in. "You come for me, honey, and I'll fuck your pussy until you can't stand!"

"Yesssss! Please!" Eileen screamed, grating on the bed as she spumed in lust.

Mirabelle was getting sick with horror at the sight, but she had something even worse to worry about. William's hand was sliding into the neck of her dress.

"No, don't do that!" she screamed.

"Lady," he said gently, "if you scream at me one more time, I'm gagging you. I don't like bitches who scream at me!"

"You pervert, you disgusting sadist!" Mirabelle jerked in the chair, pulling helplessly at the bonds.