"Yeahhhhh, I'm coming!" he roared and heaved Renata higher, so that the weight came off her arms. His cock slammed high. The cane lashed Renata's suffering ass and he shot the first of his load. "Uuuurrrgghhh, yeahhh!"
"You shit!" Renata screamed. She felt her pussy sucking at the cock, felt the cum gushing out of it, running over her pussy walls as Eric howled and fucked her with even harder strokes.
"Do it, now!" he yelled as his cock poured out jism. "Ooohhh, that was the greatest! That is the best! The best!"
In a final lunge of lust, he fucked the helpless receptionist up on his cock and held her there while his cock gave four or five final spurts of cum and Alisha whipped Renata's crimson asscheeks to the beat of his ejaculation.
"Aaaghhhh!" Renata screamed, her body going rigid as the cum poured out and the cane beat her to the peak of her orgasm.
As Eric began to drop down, she gave a final shriek and collapsed, her body shaking with the power of her final climaxes.
"Shit," Eric moaned as he almost fell away from the hanging woman and collapsed in a chair.
Nolan undid the bonds and Renata fell to the carpet, groaning, her hands still handcuffed until Alisha bent down and freed her. Then the double-fucked receptionist rubbed her whipped ass and tits and lay moaning softly.
Cathy came to, still lying across her uncle's chest. She moaned, rubbed her aching ass to soothe it, and then she felt her nipples harden as she moved them over Conrad's hairy chest. She felt his almost-soft cock sliding out oilier cunt as she moved and crouched up, her head dazed, tears rising into her soft eyes again.
"Now wasn't that the greatest?" Conrad asked softly, reaching out and caressing Cathy's tits, his hands stroking her nipples.
Instantly his cock began to harden, and Cathy gave a sob as she felt it. She looked down at the cum-smeared thing, rising slowly, the bulbous head already swelling.
Then she saw her teeth marks all over Conrad's chest. There were scores of them. Horror and guilt surged up over her, tearing at her as she saw what she had done.
"Oh, my God!" she wept. "Did I really do that?"
"You did. You challenged me, said I couldn't take it, remember?" He was smiling slightly and his cock was getting harder by the moment.
"Oooohhhh, yes!" Cathy sobbed as that memory came back clearly. "Ooooohhhh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you."
She bent down and her soft lips kissed his chest. Weeping and kissing, she worked her way over the teeth marks, while Conrad lay there, watching carefully.
"Oooohhhh, no! Why did I do that?" she moaned.
"Was it very bad of you to bite me?"
"Oohhh, yes, yes, Uncle! Yes, ohhhhh God, I hate you so much!" She wept fresh tears and kissed his chest, her mouth moving over the marks restlessly. "Ooooohhh, please, forgive me!"
"Perhaps," he said, "perhaps."
"Tell me what to do, Uncle, I'll make it right!" Cathy wept, her hands caressing his skin, her mouth kissing him desperately.
"Oh no, you have to find out for yourself, if you want to make it right. If you really want to make it right, you'll know what to do."
Cathy almost choked with the shock. She didn't know what to do to redeem herself for the agony she had inflicted on him. She kissed his chest, moving over it, her dark hair brushing his skin.
Some deep instinct made her move lower, over his belly. She slid off the desk and bent at the waist, still kissing and caressing her uncle. Somehow her fingers came into contact with his cock and she stroked it, feeling it getting harder.
She kissed lower, moving her mouth until it was at the edge of his thick curly cock hair. Her chest heaved, her head spun with the horror that was still burning inside her at the terrible thing she had done, and she kissed the base of big massive cock.
The huge hunk of his cockmeat hardened in her hands. Her tears flowing like rain, Cathy kissed it a little more, holding the shaft in her fingers, moving them up and down as she kissed the stiffening flesh of his prick.
She closed her eyes and sank her mouth around his cockhead, feeling the swollen monster fill her cheeks. Sucking at it, she felt his ass lift off the desk as his cockhead swelled even more, thrusting at the entrance to her throat. She was dizzy with the awful feeling running over her, a terrible shame and guilt that she had done such an awful thing to her uncle. She eased her mouth back over his cockhead, sucking him gently until she had her luscious lips at the very tip of it.
"Please, Uncle, am I doing it right?" she asked.
She held his cockshaft and sank her mouth over him again, but still he didn't answer. Horror swept over her. Perhaps she was doing the wrong thing. Perhaps he wasn't pleased with her at all. She sucked his cockhead, running her tongue all over his cockflesh, weeping bitterly.
"Please, Uncle, please, speak to me!" she begged as she eased her mouth away again. "I'll do anything to make it right. Please, say you'll forgive me, and let me stay and be an actress."
Her tears were making his swollen prickshaft wet. She sucked him again, even moving his cockhead to her throat and trying to case it in as she had seen Alisha do. But she just gagged and pulled back.
"Please, Uncle, please!" she begged. "I'll do anything!"
"What would please me? Think, bitch, think."
"Would you like me to suck your cock, Uncle?" Cathy wept.
"Is that right, Uncle? Am I doing right?" But he didn't answer, just lay there on the desk. His young niece sobbed even harder as she kissed his cockshaft, her lovely sensual lips rubbing over the cum-smeared length.
Desperately Cathy licked and cleaned off some of the jism. The prick hardened even more, and something told her she was pleasing him. Sobbing and gasping, she held his cock and licked the cum away, cleaning a little bit at a time, moving up the hard shaft toward the already swollen cockhead. Her tiny hand couldn't reach around the shaft, and, as it hardened even more, she had to use both hands to keep the throbbing monster in place for her mouth. Her lips were covered with cum and she could feel more of it running over her thighs and into her stocking tops…
She licked and caressed Conrad's stiff cock. She held her mouth at his cockhead, licking all around it, then up the smooth flesh to the very top where she licked his piss-slit. He gave a low moan of lust, and his massive cock throbbed in her tiny hands. She closed her eyes and sank her mouth around his cockhead, feeling the swollen monster fill her cheeks.
He ran his hands over the nape of Cathy's neck.
Cathy sobbed, almost gurgling with terror and shame as she sucked her uncle's cock and felt it swelling harder in her soft mouth. Her ruby-red lips were closed fight around it, while she sucked at the massive bulbous flesh and her tongue probed and licked the smooth surface.
Obediently she spread her legs, easing her thighs even farther apart when Conrad told her to. She stayed where she was, bent at the waist, her mouth bobbing up and down on Conrad's massive fuck pole, her white stockinged legs wide apart in their high heels.
The effect was sensual beyond belief and Conrad watched his young niece in the large mirror on the walls. Her long, tightly curved legs were being stretched just perfectly as she bent over, and the glow of her whipped ass set off the white of the stockings and the lacy suspender straps. Her wonderfully curved asscheeks slowly churned as she sobbed and waited for her uncle's pleasure.
Nolan grinned at Renata. "Get me the cat."
"Fuck you," Renata said, "get it yourself." Instantly Nolan grabbed her and hauled her off the floor as if she was a sack of wheat. She hardly had time to scream before she was fucked face-down over the back of a chair and Eric had hold of her hair, pushing her head farther down.
"Fuck you, I – aaaghhh!" Renata screamed as the riding crop lashed her ass. "No, stop, you shit, stop!"