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DANE MANOR by John Sellers
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John sat scanning the latest edition of PORN MONTHLY. The magazine
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had evolved from an idea on a computer bulletin board and had started
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life as SMUT NEWS. Now it had grown into a full blown magazine
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with articles, features, pictures, adverts and even the odd competition
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(most of which was extremely odd indeed) and he was happy to be one of
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the select people on the circulation list. He had a quick look at the
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crossword. <1A To copulate, rhymes with duck, begins with F. (4
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letters)>. 'Shit!', he thought, 'These crosswords are getting harder
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every month'. Flicking the page he spotted a personal ad. "Has sex
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become a routine? We can put excitement back. Call Dane Manor".
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Reaching for the phone John quickly punched out the number on
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the keypad. After a couple of rings, "Dane Manor. Can I help you?".
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The voice was feminine, soft and sultry, and
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his prick twitched with anticipation. "Hi. I'm John. I saw your ad and
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I wondered what you had to offer". "Personally John, a large pair of
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tits and a nice, warm pussy. How does that sound?", came the reply.
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John gulped. "Fine", he said nervously, "But what I meant was what
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services do you give?". "Anything your little cock desires", answered
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the sultry voice, "Look, why not drive down and spend the weekend. I'm
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sure we can cater to your most secret longing". John got the address and
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booked a "Fantasy Special" for the following weekend.
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The days dragged but soon it was Saturday morning and John was all
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packed ready for his 'special'. The drive took two hours and he wondered
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whether he had got the directions right as he weaved through the little
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country lanes. Eventually he saw a large country house ahead and stopped
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at the gate. The board outside told him he had found Dane Manor and he
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made his way up the drive and stopped in front of the house. As he got
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out of the car he was met by a curvaceous blonde. "Hello John, I'm
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Christine. Welcome to Dane Manor. You found our secluded little den
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of iniquity then?". The voice was the same as on the phone, he marveled
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at the size of her tits, 42D at least. "Yes, just about. It's a bit out
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of the way", he said still staring at the two huge globes floating a
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few feet away. "You weren't lying about the tits", John said summoning
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up his courage. "Well when you've settled yourself into your room I'll
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come up and maybe you can find out about the other bit", Christine
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purred, her tongue flicking her bottom lip seductively.
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John was shown to a large double room and he quickly put his things
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away. Just then there was knock on the door and Christine entered
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carrying a large bottle of champagne and two glasses. They sat on the
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bed together drinking and talking. Every time he made a pass at
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Christine she made an excuse and poured him another drink. After a while
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John felt extremely light-headed, which was odd for him since he could
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always take his drink. As he looked at Christine's face her smile faded
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into a mocking sneer and he realized that although she had been pouring
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him glass after glass of champagne he hadn't actually seen her touch a
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drop. He made a move to get up but the room was now spinning and John
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collapsed back onto the bed and lost consiousness.
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John awoke to find himself spread-eagled on the floor, face up
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and stark naked. As his head cleared he tried to break his bonds but the
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noise of his struggle served only to summon his captor. Christine
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entered, now naked herself, and approached his helpless body. "You
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chauvinistic bastard",
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she sneered, "You thought you were going to come here and have girls
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pampering to your every whim. How typical of the male race, they expect
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it on a plate. Well for your information, in this establishment we
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provide a service for women not men. They come here and we provide them
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a man to fulfill **their** fantasy. And you're the meat". John struggled
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to break free again but the bonds were to strong. Christine delivered
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him a hard kick to the balls, even with her bare feet she made his eyes
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water. She knelt beside him, "Unfortunately, I happen to need a dick
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from time to time so your first job is to service me". With that she
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knelt across his face and, grabbing his hair, pulled his head up to
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meet her juicy twat. "Suck out my juices you wanker, stick your tongue
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up my cunt", she hissed. Now, apart from the pain this wasn't at all
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bad, John reasoned, if he could have planned his visit beforehand then
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having his face buried between this gorgeous blonde's thighs would have
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been pretty high on the list. It wasn't long before his prick had
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responded to the situation and was standing proudly to attention.
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Christine removed herself from his face and sat back onto his chest.
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"Did you enjoy that?", she inquired. "Yes", John replied licking his
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lips, "the best cunt I've ever tasted". "Pity", Christine said, "you
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don't deserve to enjoy yourself. I'm going to fuck you now and woe
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betide you if you cum". Christine lowered herself down onto his prick
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and began to ride. Looking up John saw those magnificent mammaries
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swinging to and fro and he longed to reach up and caress them. He could
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feel the juices surging up inside him and he had to concentrate hard
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to stop from cumming. Christine was breathing heavy now and she ran her
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fingernails the entire length of John's chest drawing blood. John
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cried out with pain but Christine leaned forward and silenced him by
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pushing her tongue into his mouth. She kissed him fiercely as her cunt
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bucked up and down on his rock-hard member and with a cry of ecstasy
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she came.
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Christine got up and walked over to a small wash basin. Rising a
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flannel she wiped herself between the legs. Then without rinsing it
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again she came over and began wiping John's face. "We can't have you
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looking all sticky for our next two ladies can we?", she said as she
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washed the rest of him. 'Two!', John thought to himself as Christine
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dried him with a towel, 'things are looking up'. Christine put on a
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robe and left the room. John tried again to release himself but within
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a couple of minutes she was back. "There you are ladies. He's all yours.
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Have a nice time". John looked up and was horrified to see two old
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ladies in their late sixties come into the room wearing what he first
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thought were ill-fitting pink jogging suits but he realized they were
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in fact naked. Without speaking they came over and sat at either side
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of his cock which was now as limp and flaccid as the old girl's tits.
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One of them leaned over and took it into her mouth and began to give
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him one of the best blow-jobs he had ever had. Maybe it was her fifty-odd
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years experience of gobbling or the fact that she had taken her teeth
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out that made it so good, but whichever it was he found himself, almost
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involuntarily, arching his body upwards, pushing his cock deeper into her
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mouth. She moved round into the 69 position and now he was reminded of
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Billingsgate Fish Market. He knew his fate was sealed and that he would
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have to submit to it one way or another so summoning all his will and
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holding his breath he began licking away for all he was worth. Luckily
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for him the old girl wanted a fuck so she soon changed position once
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again and mounted his cock. The other old lady had been sitting by his
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side all this time stroking his body, she now moved up and flapped one
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of her tits into his face for him to suck. John was just thinking to
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himself that she must be the maternal type when she squatted above his
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face and demanded to be licked out. It wouldn't have been so bad if her
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position had not meant his nose was poked up her arsehole. Realizing
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that the only way to get this over and done with was to give them what
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wanted so he bucked and licked and pushed and sucked for all he was
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worth until finally they were satisfied and left.
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Christine came back in and her nose twitched at the smell. "You
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**have** been having a nice time haven't you?", she said mockingly,
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"Phew!. I think I'd better open a window before your next customer,
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and you could do with a shower". 'A shower!', John thought, 'my chance
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to escape'. But his hopes were soon dashed as Christine went to a
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drawer and took out what
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looked like a small handcuff with a chain attached. She closed the ring
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around the base of his prick and balls and he knew there was no way he
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could withdraw his balls back through the ring without causing
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excruciating pain. The other end of the chain she padlocked to a ring
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on the floor, then releasing John's bonds she told him to go and shower.
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The chain was just long enough for him to reach the shower cubicle and
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he thankfully washed away the putrid liquid that was sticking to his
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face and cock.
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John toweled himself dry then, at Christine's command, resuming
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his spread-eagled position as his bonds were secured once more. "And
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now", she said, "You have three ladies to service". 'Lady what',
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thought John, 'Gorillas? Dogs? Mongolian Skunk Rats?'. After what he had
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just been through anything was possible. Christine removed the ring
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from his balls and left the room once more.
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Presently the door opened and in came three gorgeous girls, wearing
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only black stockings and suspender belts, looking every bit like every
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man's fantasy. One of them stepped forward. "Hi", she said, "I'm
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Debbie". Things were certainly looking up, this girl was stunning
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and he knew that what ever she had in mind for him he would be a willing
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participant. Debbie approached him and knelt by his side. "My! you are
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a big boy", she said running her finger up the length of his prick
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making it stiffen, "I hope you don't suffer from premature ejaculation
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John, I need it good and hard for a long while yet". "Don't worry",
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replied John, "That's one thing I've never suffered from". He couldn't
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keep his eyes off of her luscious cunt glistening seductively from the
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midst of her soft pubic hair. As if reading his mind Debbie moved
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forward bringing her pussy into tonguing distance and supported John's
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head as he probed tentatively at her large clitoris with his tongue.
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Debbie shivered as a thrill shot through her body. John felt a mouth
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close around his cock and a tongue began to explore his body as the
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other girls joined in. He could hear Debbie breathing heavily as he
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sucked and licked at her sweet hole, lapping the juices which were now
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flowing freely. John was feeling pleased with himself at being able to
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excite this girl so completely using only his tongue when there was a
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rush of liquid into his mouth. At first he thought she must have
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released an excessive amount of 'girly fluid' as she climaxed but his
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taste buds clued him into the fact that Debbie had actually pissed into
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his mouth. Looking up his eyes met hers and he detected a hint of
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apprehension in them. It seemed she seeked approval not disgust and he
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was in no mood to let her down. Resuming his oral assault on her twat
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with renewed vigor she cried out with pleasure as she peaked and
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flooded his mouth and face with urine. The other girls were now at his
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head watching gleefully as the golden cascade covered his face.
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Swallowing as fast as he could he was surprised that the taste was not
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at all unpleasant, if fact he found the whole experience sexually
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stimulating. Soon Debbie's climax began to subside and the piss came in
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short bursts as her bladder emptied.
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Sitting back Debbie looked at John's piss-drenched face and smiled
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at her handiwork. "Well?", asked Debbie, "What do you think". "Great",
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replied John, "What now?". "More!. Sorry I should have introduced my
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friends. Sandra, and Karen. They're also into piss-fun". John had
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already guessed that by the way they were eagerly lapping the excess
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moisture from his face. "John?", said Debbie, "If were to release you
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from your bonds do you promise not to escape?". "I promise", replied
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John, "I'm looking forward to the next bit. But I wouldn't want to get
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you into trouble with that Christine, she can be an evil bitch". "I
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know", said Debbie, "that's why I hired her". John stared quizzically
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at Debbie who answered his unasked question, "I own Dane Manor", she
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said. Moving over to him Debbie undid the chains which held him and
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John embraced her, holding her naked body close to his and kissing her
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deeply. His prick was still rigid and he rolled her over and moved to
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enter her but she stopped him. "There'll be plenty of time for that
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later", she said, "I think Sandra is in need of your cock at the
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moment". John turned and saw that Sandra was busily frigging herself
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with three fingers and went over to her. He took her hand, which was wet
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with her love juices, put it to his mouth and licked the sticky
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excretions from her fingers.
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Easing her back he mounted her, sliding his hard cock into her
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waiting pussy. Karen stood above them teasing her clitoris as John
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plunged his prick in and out of Sandra. As the excitement mounted Karen
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let fly with a shower of piss over both of them. The tingling sensation
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of the warm liquid landing on his back drove John to new heights and he
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had to slow his rhythmic pumping or risk cumming too soon. The urine
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that hit his head had soaked into his hair and was now running down over
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his face and onto Sandra's face as they kissed. Just as the flow was
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stopping Sandra urged John to withdraw as she was about to cum. John
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withdrew and sat back on his haunches between her legs as Sandra brought
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herself to climax with her fingers. As she did so she arched her back
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and managed to direct a jet of piss upwards towards John which hit
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him full in the face then trailed down his chest as the power declined.
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Thoroughly soaked, with all of the girls satisfied, John decided
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it was time for another shower.
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Coming out of the shower cubicle John saw that Sandra and Karen had
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left and Debbie was lying in the bed. "Come over here", she said,
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"It's about time you got your reward". John approached the bed and
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climbed in. Debbie moved down and wrapped her luscious lips around
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John's large cock and began to suck him gently. It was all he could do
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from blasting his spunk down her throat. Debbie brought John to the
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edge of climax several times with her mouth and tongue then positioned
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herself on all fours in front of him. Not needing any words John
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quickly moved behind her and pushed his dick into her cunt. After
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several minutes he decided to try the other delight on offer and
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withdrawing from her cunt he pushed into her arse. Debbie bucked
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backwards and forwards matching his thrust and soon John realized he
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could hold back no longer. Pulling out his prick he grasped it in his
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hand and began to wank furiously. The spunk flew out with great force
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and landed on Debbie's back who was using her fingers to finish herself
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off. As she came she sprayed the bed with her golden wee. Debbie then
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turned around and sucked at John's cock which was still pumping out some
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spunk, keeping her mouth firmly round it until she was sure there was
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none left to drink.
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It was time for another shower but this time they shared it together,
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caressing and soaping each other until the excitement took over again
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and they fucked again in the shower cubicle. When they came out the bed
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had been changed and Debbie left him to sleep off his day's 'work'.
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As John booked out of Dane Manor the next morning he knew that
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although he had been held captive and abused he had never experienced
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such a lift to his sexual awareness in all of his life and as Christine
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took his Visa details he knew it was money well spent. Christine handed
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him back his credit card and smiled warmly, "Thank you sir. I hope you
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enjoyed your visit". "Yes. Thank you", John replied and headed for the
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door. "Come again soon", John heard a voice say. Looking over to the
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manager's office he saw Debbie standing in the doorway. He smiled and
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waved. He had every intention of returning.
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