Then came the penetration, the slow, delicious pushing in, the gradual envelopment of his sex organ by her hot moist sex flesh, the measured disappearance of the ebony shaft between her engorged lower labia. Another volunteer, Jacob Morris, began to bind Beth’s breasts with jungle vines, winding them around and across her delicious melons, weaving occult knots in a pentangle to frame each pumped and distended nipple. XXX When Riff had filled Beth’s cunt once more with white, flowing semen and dismounted, the group began to circle her naked, supine body and whip her with the birch rods: on her breasts, on her belly, on the soles of her feet, on her thighs, on her buttocks, and on her cunt. A drum started a slow, rhythmic beat as the special volunteers began to chant
