Dr. Bonks His Naughty Nurse

He waited while the spotlights flashed back and forth across the six of us. “Remember,” he continued, “this is a timed race. It will last for fifteen minutes. That means there are two classes of betting. One is to bet on who finished in first place... and second... and third. The other bet is to guess how far the winner ran before the end of the race.” He paused and then added, “There are, of course, some specialized bids for the more adventurous among us tonight, but you can see all those posted at the betting windows.” He pointed over to a side wall. “Or,” he said, turning back to fully face the audience and pointing to a naked young woman walking between the tables, “you can check the bet sheets hanging from the tits of the in-house runners who will carry your bets to the windows.” He stepped over to the first wheel and said, “Each wheel is eight feet in diameter, so each rotation of the wheel is approximately twenty-five feet. That means it takes two hundred ten rotations to make a mile.” He laughed a very deep laugh. “For those of you who want to just watch the hamsters jump and twitch, eight pulses are delivered during each rotation. That means for every mile, there will be over sixteen hundred pulses.” I hentai was pulling at the restraints holding me to the center axle, but it was useless. There was no way I could escape. I was strapped to some sort of tube so that my hands could slip as the wheel rotated, but I was held fast. The display was also attached to a tube with a big weight, possibly its battery pack, sticking down below and keeping it upright. I looked over at holly. She was all calm, taking deep breaths, relaxing herself like she was about to go out for an evening run. “So, I suppose you are wondering why I asked you come here?” She was truly screaming now as my cock buried itself into her ass, my fingers fucked her cunt and my thumb savaged her clit. She had started a week ago but, with 4 children and a husband to pack for, it seemed like a never ending task. “Mistress. Everyone has an itch that needs scratched.” Well, ok, maybe the term “sweltering swamp” might be a better de***********ion for what was going on down there between my legs. Care to have another go?” Here is my phone number. Her hips had stopped bucking away from Tyler and now where bucking back into his thrust. “What?” Charlie huffed in irritation. If we click, then we can talk about more. And to demonstrate how much they had learned, each student would be given five minutes to suck my cock. A convict between his executioners. I learned that it was a permanent thing. She was moved, along with Katy, Taylor and Candy, to an out-of-the way area on the second floor, with doors that locked and no windows. Count the number of fingers you get in your pussy and I’ll try to think of something that you can do to get the same number somewhere else.” Smiling he hentai took her spit-slick length in his hand and gave it a squeeze, feeling the now fully erect length fill his little hand, hot and throbbing, “I think I was about to suck your cock?” Moans echoed around me. Passion burned through the Kremlin.