“Practice makes perfect,” Helen said with a smile. A girl offered to take the leashes of our two boys. I saw her eye Henry’s c**k eagerly. But I doubted if it was her intent to relieve him of his pent-up desire. More likely he would be tightly restrained. “Don’t go easy on him,” I said to her. “He’s used to harsh discipline. And don’t give him any rewards.”
Helen and I found a room where there was a lot of f*****g going on. There were various tables and chairs, and a bed in the corner, on which I could see an older woman, perhaps about fifty, being serviced by two young men, one f*****g her from the rear, though in my position I couldn’t see if it was her ass or her cunt that was being penetrated, while the other boy knelt in front of her, holding her roughly by the hair as he forced his
