Backstage Pass 4: Things Get Rough by Affable Oldster

Meanwhile, Harold was lying still on the muffin’s young body, his cock pushed firmly up into her cunt without thrusting. He rotated the dial on the box, and the muffin began to moan and then yell behind her gag. Her breathing got heavier and faster, and so did Harold’s. She pulled and twisted her wrists and ankles against her bonds.

“It’s working,” he panted. “Oh yes, it’s working. Ah ah ah ah, what a nice hot stiff one.” He started short rhythmic thrusts into the depths of her cunt, and I could see the needle on the meter in the electronics box bouncing higher and higher as the program sent the electric impulses through his penis both faster and more intensely. The muffin’s belly heaved and she began to strain at her ankle and wrist cuffs as her clit sizzled with electricity.

Then suddenly, “Ah ah ah ah ah aaaaaaaahhhhhhrrrrggghhh.” The doctor came in great spurts inside the muffin’s young pussy, and she screamed into her gag and heaved up the bowl of her hips in an intense orgasm.

“Ah ah ah,” Harold panted. “Shut it off, shut it off.” I flipped the main switch and the lights on the front panel died. Harold remained flopped exhausted on the muffin’s belly.

Finally, he raised his head. “That was amazing,” he managed.

Bill laughed. “Yeah, Harold. That looked really intense. You think we should try it?” Harold laughed and nodded, then rested his head between the muffin’s ample breasts.

Bill looked at me. “Now that you two have had your fun, Alastair and I want to take the muffin over to the other cabin and punish her until she learns to suck cock. She’s being a real hard ass about it.”

His determined look as he released her ankle restraints told me that the fun wasn’t over for the muffin.

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