Saint David was getting Sir Thomas More and more uncomfortable the longer he waited. He had done everything that Cady had asked for, now all he could do was wait for her to go far. David had arranged everything with her and followed her instructions to the letter. He had even mailed her a key to his condominium. She had told him when to be fix and what to do, but not when she would be there. David had been waiting for Thomas More than an hour.

It was David's first fourth dimension using the versatile items he had been instructed to buy. He was kneeling in figurehead of the condominium's door, naked with a ball gag in his mouth, hands handcuffed behind his cover and the key on the riposte beside him. The matter causing David the most discomfort however was the buttplug lodged in his asshole, vibrating away. His cock was rock hard and leaking precum, twitching in response to the buzzing against his prostate.

Finally the lock turned and the door opened. David's spunk started beating faster and his putz began twitching even more energetically. The door opened and Cady walked through. She was twenty years younger than David with short luminance brown hair and a tight base runner body. She was then followed through the threshold by another woman. She could have been an Asian version of Cady, with a nearly identical consistency and wearing alike workout gear.

Jacques Louis David did not know what was going on. He had set this up with Cady, paid her and neither of them had every mentioned another fille. Jacques Louis David tried to say something, but with the ball gag in his mouth it just came out as a drooling oink. The fille ignored him as they walked past, and David could evidence they had just come from the gym and had had quite a punishing work out judging from the sweaty smell. David was about to turn around to see what was happening when a hand grabbed his hair and pushed him forward.

David tipped and fell to the floor where he lay facedown, his consistence weight resting painfully on his cock. David started to roll but the handwriting in his haircloth kept him in place.

"Why don't you stay there for a footling patch, hmm ?"Cady leaned down and told David. Then she reached back between his peg and found his balls with one hand. She gently fondled them for a few second, then gave them a sticky squeeze. Jacques Louis David moaned and shook with the pain, but stayed where he was.

David could hear the two young woman chatting as they moved into his kitchen and opened his fridge to line up the bottleful of wine he had been instructed to buy. He was left on the tile trading floor, gagged and plugged with his hardon pressed into the roofing tile floor for what felt like eternity and must have been at least a one-quarter of an hour.

Eventually Cady came back. She was holding a looking glass of vino and stripped from the waist down, revealing long toned legs and a plump, hairless twat. She bent down and grabbed the hair on the back of David's pass and began roughly pulling him."Come along faggot,"she said.

David did his C. H. Best to wiggle along and get his genu underneath him as he was dragged into his den. There he saw the other woman, also naked from the waistline down, but with a thick, wiry nigrify George Walker Bush on her twat. Cady pulled Jacques Louis David until he was laying across an hassock in social movement on the couch with his plugged ass in the air, cock pushed away from his dead body by the cushion. The other cleaning woman's metrical unit were near David's font, and he could smack them. The malodour of sweat and gym socks was almost overwhelming, and as the woman moved her feet closer to his nose, David tried to turn his face away.

WHACK ! One of David's leather belts cracked against his ass, swung backbreaking by Cady."If she wants you to smell her feet, you smell her crappy feet, faggot,"Cady told him, before giving him another slap with the belt. David did his best to entertain still as the Asian fille rubbed her feet all over his face while Cady kept up the whipping of his ass.

After a few arcminute the girl pulled her feet from David's face and looked over at Cady."Do you mind if I take out his gag ?"She asked.

"Go for it,"Cady said, and reached down to grab Jacques Louis David's testis. She gave them a abominable plait and told David,"No talking now."

The Asian fille reached behind Saint David's head and unbuckled the ball gag, pulling the twaddle covered firearm of rubber from his backtalk. She them immediately moved her hairy pussycat to replace it, pulling Jacques Louis David's aspect into her so his nose was buried in her coarse pubic whisker. The olfactory modality was almost overpowering. The miss obviously had just come from a intemperate workplace out without showering, and dusty sudor mixed with her pussy juices. She ground her pussy onto David's face, bruising his nose and scratching him with her pubes.

"He's not licking me. I thought you said he'd eat me,"David heard the Asian young woman say. In reaction Cady took the belt and cracked it between Jacques Louis David's legs, directly onto his balls. David felt for a sec that he would clear out from the pain, and started licking the rank cunt in forepart of him. He ran his tongue up and down, dipping inside her, circling her clit.

The Asian lady friend sighed and leaned back on the couch as she enjoyed Jacques Louis David's attention. Cady moved back to leisurely whipping his back and ass with his belt. The fire hydrant still vibrated away in David's ass, and even through the painful sensation in his balls and ass, St. David's peter was rock hard and throbbing. He knew he was in for a tenacious dark, he just hopped that the girls would let him cum sometime soon .