I spoke softly to Master. Xnxx com My head still hurt from being hit, and my vision was not tracking correctly, most likely from the heavy hashish in the wagon. “Good”, he replied, as he spit in his hand and rubbed the spittle over the head of his cock. The two men pounded their cocks into me from both sides of my body, and I struggled to relax, hoping it would ease the pain. My hands were tied behind my back, a rope was tied around my neck, my ankles were tied together, and a gag was stuffed in my mouth. I leaned back more, and the tip seemed to flex a bit, but it wasn’t going in. I struggled to sit up, stuck my head through the seam in the wagon covering, and saw that we were traveling across a seemingly endless desert, with nothing in sight but sand. I wrapped one hand around its fullness and began stroking it back and forth. Having hit the mark, I humped his giant cock as a long series of orgasms swept over my body. They passed a bottle of drink between themselves and puffed on the long cords of a hookah filled with hash.
