The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 26 - Sex Stories

The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 26

... admired the glistening face of the broken-nosed man lying helpless beneath her.

“Pp-pplease…” Marcus croaked, his face probably throbbing with pain.

“Stop whining, bitch-boy. I’ll make it up to you. Soon enough you’ll be groaning in pleasure,” Sasha purred.

First, she yanked his body across the floor by the ankles to create some distance between themselves and the fiancé. Some things could overcome a lot of pain, apparently. That was all I could think as I watched Sasha step over and kneel down near Marcus’ waist. Next she grasped his wilted manhood in one tiny fist and began to pump. Then, leaning over, she licked the tip. Instantly, the tourist’s cock sprang to life again. Sasha smothered just the tip for a short while longer, pumping the base with her delicate fingers simultaneously. Once she’d gotten him good and hard, she straddled him. The girl lined up that cock with her pussy.

“Mmm. Let’s fuck, baby.” She sank herself down onto that prick. Soon her slender figure began a steady rhythm humping astride the bitch-boy’s waist. Slowly lust replaced agony on Marcus’ face.

This entire time I had just been standing behind petite babe while she continued licking out her sister’s pussy. I was standing there, my one hand rubbing the pussy I’d just tainted with my seed. The bitch was even moaning a little, finally, admitting how much she liked it. I began fingering her and she gradually surrendered to my touch. Soon the bitch was even nudging her cunt back to ...

... help my fingers sink deeper into her soft little paradise. Her breathing ramped up in time to her licking. She was close, so fucking close. And then she was right where I wanted her. I stabbed my middle finger and index finger deep into her snatch, following it up with a come-hither motion as I stroked her G-spot. The brunette slut moaned loudly into her sister’s pussy as she came, her cunt twitching around my fingertips.

Now I heard a new sound though. The blonde was finally beginning to stir.

“UUUUU…”

Rex and I looked down in time to see Jamie weakly lift her head. She was slowly regaining her senses.

“Good, you’re awake, bitch. That’s what I’ve been waiting for. It’s time for the grand finale. My final masterpiece,” Rex announced.

I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but I stared at the scene spellbound, my curiosity overcoming my morality. All sets of eyes soon turned to the fiancé. He was still bound, on his knees, to the overturned table. A pair of electrodes were still attached to his horrifically abused testicles, connecting them to the motorcycle which Dmitri had been revving occasionally this entire time. But now I noticed something had changed: the drugs which had given the fiancé his hard-on had finally worn off. Ricky looked pitiful, his flaccid cock drooping down alongside his hanging sac. Still unsure what the biker boss had in mind, I watched him call over one of his men. Moments later, a second motorcycle was brought inside. Soon, the Frost Demon ...