Jack could see the discomfort in her eyes, but before he could say anything, Bunny pulled him around, so he was facing away from the spectacle.

"Leave it," she instructed, spreading her legs before him. "He'll get tired of that soon enough, and if she really wanted to stop him, she could." Jack looked back. Bunny was right. While Ted's position looked uncomfortable, it didn't look dangerous.

"Besides, I've got a juicy pussy just waitin' to be filled. Don't you want to fuck me now, and then shoot cum all over your wife's face?" she asked, challengingly.

In response, Jack surged up inside her, not stopping until his pelvis ground against hers, nearly mashing his balls in the process. He quickly slipped into a frantic rhythm, his strokes long and smooth, but with hardly any friction due to the abundance of lubrication in her cunt. He looked down, first watching himself spear into her, and then watching the intense pleasure on her face. Without breaking stride, he caught a nipple in his mouth, and let the momentum from his pumping rhythm provide all the stimulation. When Bunny rewarded him with a sultry moan, he licked at the captive nipple with his tongue, causing her to squirm and whimper all the more.

Behind him, he could hear Mark Granger ask for permission to squirt his cum all over Linda. Though he tried to stay focused on the wriggling flesh below him, he could still hear as The Master ordered Linda to spread her legs and her pussy and prepare to receive Mark's hot jism. Even as he buried his face between Bunny's tits, he was imagining Mark kneeling before the prostrate Linda, with spurt after spurt of his cum liberally coating the outside of her pussy, and Ted looking on with evil pleasure.

Finally, he could take no more, and pulled Bunny up to all fours, where he could mount her from behind and still keep an eye on Ted's endeavours with his wife. He paused only a moment to admire the full curves of Bunny's ass, and the pink target of her pussy below, before plunging his rod in as deeply as possible. This time her cunt was nice and tight, though still very slick. With every down stroke she would toss her head like a wide pony. On every up stroke she arched her back, so the two of them were in constant motion.

Beyond the flying hair, Jack could see Ted really putting it to his wife. He had her legs ratcheted all the way back to her breasts, so that all anyone could see of her was the back of her legs and the raw redness of her sex. In quick succession, Bob Farnsworth and Tony Burneki both announced they were ready to unload. Ted had Bob leave his substantial load of cream right at the entrance of Linda's pussy, and ordered him to rub it all around to soothe the sore areas. A task Bob did with great pleasure. Then Ted leaned Linda across the arm of a loveseat, exposing her shapely butt and cum-soaked cunt to the musky air. After ordering Linda to spread her ass cheeks far apart, Tony let fly right at the entrance to her still tight anus. Jack could see her start slightly at the hot fluid touching her sensitive skin, and then watched as her mouth made a wide, round "O" as Ted maneuvered his thick cock inside her ass.

With all the jism seeping out the opening, Jack could tell that there wasn't nearly enough lubrication. He could hear it, too, as Linda's moans turned into whimpers and grunts of barely-concealed pain. Someone would have to cum, and soon. Jack doubled his efforts, focusing all his attention on the heat and pleasures of sliding his cock in and out of Bunny's wildly bouncing pussy. But before he could bring himself to the edge, Corey White announced his intention to cum all over Linda's glistening body. With a grunt, The Master pulled himself out, and spun his cum-covered slave back on her back. At his orders, she took hold of Corey's handsome rod and helped him jack off right across her tits. By the time he was done, streams and stringers of sticky, milky cum criss-crossed her mounds, dripping slowly down the hills to the valley below.

That was enough for Jack, who pulled out of Bunny's flaming cunt just a few strokes short of cumming.

"I'm ready to cum, Master!" he announced, winding his way past Bunny's trembling body.

For a moment, as he stood there with his cock buzzing with need, he thought Ted might not allow him to cum. So he added, "Please, Master? I can't hold this in much longer..."

Ted grinned at hearing him plead, and directed him to kneel above his wife's forehead. Bunny had to do no more than touch his cock before he felt the storm break loose within him. His first spurt caught his wife square between the lips, where she held her cum in her mouth, per the Master's orders. His second spurt also splashed into her mouth, with the trailing end snaking seductively along her cheekbone and onto her forehead. Bunny directed the remaining blasts into Linda's hair, where it clotted into golden beads among the sweat-soaked strands.

As Jack collapsed backward, Ted took his place back between Linda's legs, his cock fitting most naturally into Linda's soaking hole. He ordered her to slowly spit Jack's cum back onto her lips, and then guided her hands as she scooped it up and spread it all over her face. Then he banged away at her urgently, and for a while the only sounds in the room were of his grunts, Linda's moans, and Bert Trask's humming, which he often did to keep himself from orgasm. Finally, after Ted had taken his slave through a wide range of positions, he nodded at Bert, who quickly brought himself to the brink while inside his own wife's talented pussy.

Kneeling at the side of Linda's head, Bert pointed his cock as though it were a firehose, and let go a mighty blast, the cum streaming out as though he were pissing instead of cumming. The cum quickly pooled in her closed eye sockets, soaking her eyebrows and running down into her hair. It coated her nose, nearly plugging the holes, and painted her lips like ice cream. It rolled down her chin, across her neck, into her ears, and dripped down onto the coffee table on which Ted had her pinned. It was more cum than Jack had ever seen stream from one man, even Bert, who practiced the art of building up his volume by stopping just short of orgasm, and then back off, again and again, until he built up a huge reservoir. From the gasps and whispers around the room, it was the most cum they'd ever seen, too. And it all covered his wife's very shocked face.

Without allowing Linda to wipe any cum from her eyes or face, Ted pounded back into her. His will broke, finally, and he too let loose a torrent of cum onto her body, spurting all the way up to her neck, and coating her tits and stomach, before crawling around to wipe the rest on her already splotched hair. Then he too sat back, as they all admired the cum covered woman reclining on the table.