Katya began to buck her hips wantonly at the tender assault and Grigori swiped the whip across her buttocks. The buckskin slapped maddeningly into her arse and back, barely reddening the flesh but bringing Katya to a burning plateau of arousal. Leon took a fistful of flaxen hair and pressed the girl’s face down onto Katya’s cunt. She needed no urging, and started to lap and suck feverishly, pulling the lips apart with her fingers to lick deep inside and nibble wickedly at the erect clit. The whip continued its relentless stimulation, now tormenting Katya’s thighs mere inches away from the churning tongue. Her head tossed from side to side between the slave’s knees and she rasped out a rhythmic pattern of bestial grunts. Suddenly, the sucking stopped; Leon had pulled the slave’s head back again. “May I have the whip?” he asked Grigori. “Her nipples need attention”. Of course,” Grigori passed it japanese over and drew the pale girl toward him. “You must continue your efforts from here” he told her “But be gentle and focus on her arsehole”. She looked from his eyes to Katya’s helpless body and back, her face a blank mask of lust. For several minutes Leon played the whip back and forth across Katya’s aching nipples, occasionally swiping her belly and flanks so that she could never anticipate where the next stroke would fall. The girl bent over her from behind, forcing her burning cheeks apart with both hands, now delicately brushing her soft MILF lips over Katya’s oriental throbbing clit and now driving the tip of her tongue wetly into her anus. “Kneel down here and asian suck hard on her teats” Leon ordered, laying down the deerskin, and the three men walked off through a side door talking amongst themselves. Katya hung helplessly imploring the slave to stop or to bite hard, driven to the edge of reason by the gentle insistence of lips and tongue on her pulsing nipples until at last she saw the men coming back into the hall. Leon dragged a weighty wooden block over the stone floor, Grigori bore a huge bearded axe on his shoulder and Andrei stripped off his shirt and tie as he walked. “I hope you will find this death meaningful” Grigori said with a twinkle in his eye as Andrei took the axe from him and beckoned silently. Never mind that my futa-cock oriental wanted to be in her pussy so bad. “Darn it!” She kissed me while a futa named Ayame Yamashita fucked me in the pussy from behind. Outside the chamber lurked another figure, though this shadow was nothing at all like the one which had slipped into the highborn's room. "Oh, my Goddess." After her failed marriage and subsequent divorce, she managed to put on a few MILF extra pounds. She smiled at me japanese as I came up, her breasts jiggling in that vinyl outfit. I could run and run if I had to. There were so many interesting smells in the Maples. Willow was the first to come and threw her arms around my neck and bit my shoulder. Mira moaned, the zing of pleasure in her asian breast more than offset by the pain of the huge cock violating her most delicate hole.