After she was clean Thom set to work on bringing Kathleen off again. It wasn’t difficult. He knew how to roll and rasp his tongue over her c**t the way she liked. Though she was loath to admit it, Kathleen loved to be held down as he ate her p***y. Since she was already primed by Sam’s c**k and the mere idea that she had two men at her beck and call to sexually service her, Kathleen climaxed with relatively little effort.
“You aren’t going to release me tonight, are you?” Thom asked after her orgasm. He surreptitiously wiped the moisture from his face.
“Of course not. Why could I do that?”
“I don’t want you to,” he said quickly.
“You don’t?” This intrigued Kathleen.
“It hurts, but I don’t want to give that up.”
“It hurts?” she asked him.
He reached down to his crotch. “Physically an
