“ANH! UNGH!”
She squirmed her head but I easily followed her restricted movements.
“No! UNGH! Stop!” She gasped and gritted her teeth.
But I didn’t stop. I synchronized my tongue’s dance with the rhythm of my c**k.
Cathy’s voice was frail and tremulous. “Damn you! Damn all you filthy animals to hell!”
“Now, now,” I whispered with a trace of a grin in my voice, “I’m doing all the work, just so you will be able to concentrate on the sensual enjoyment your p***y is feeling. The least you can do is thank me.”
“UNH! NAUGH! You goddamn liar!”
“Now what would your mother think if she could hear you saying such naughty words?
Cathy strained at her chains, her head flailing back and forth. “NYAGH! NUGH!”
“We crewmen went to a lot of trouble to bring a photographer aboard. We certainly aren
