The clock was ticking though and the audience were waiting. I Let her down slowly from the latest climax and put her back on her feet, kissing her maternally. “Ready?” I asked.
She looked far from ready – she could barely stand on her own but the fear of what was behind the door had left her. I didn’t hesitate but led her out and handed her straight over to Errol. “Have fun,” I said softly to her confused wee face.
I looked for the blonde and found her face down on the bed, having her tortured arsehole hammered by Jonah. Her face was a picture, her eyes were rolling and she looked like she was high on something. I could see she had gone way beyond her limits and I needed to get her out before permanent damage was done. Jonah seemed to be on his vinegar strokes, so I lingered, batting off
