Her eyes widened as he fastened the other bright pink ball gag to her face just as securely. She giggled as she felt Brayden kissing the side of her face, as Brayden’s roving hand cupped one of her breasts while the other hand cupped her aching, throbbing, thoroughly ‘raped’ sex. “Please Master, take it out of my pussy. Tonight had been the appointed evening of their rendezvous with Brayden. Finally, as Shauna felt a traitorous stab of disappointment, Brayden pulled away. His expression caught his girlfriend’s attention. Kylie and Shauna exchanged another look of terror as Brayden’s footsteps receded up the basement stairway until he vanished altogether. There was just the sound of Shauna’s little feminine grunts and moans and Brayden’s more guttural grunts until he growled. “I know. “Hmph.” The Master pulled out, which showed Shauna’s juices gleaming on his shaft. Neither of the guns were loaded, but the sudden jolt as he pressed on the triggers and shoved the pistols deeper into their cunts – it sent both Kylie and Shauna over the edge.
