Samantha yelped softly as Karen pinched her nipples hard and squirmed at the way the woman spoke. No longer was it Sammy, Sam, her or she, it was it now. A thing. A plaything and sex toy. They had already made that very clear in the car and during the party but that was with deeds only; Never had she been fucked like that before. Her body was still bruised and tired of the ass fucking it had undergone and she wasn't sure if she was going to be ready for another anytime this week.<br/><br/>She was taken out of her thoughts when Karen kissed her and firmly gripped her hair. Sam gasped and before she even realized what Karen meant with breathe in, her head was under water. The only air she had in her lungs was that what was left after the gasp and the little she had taken in, in the split second when she realized what was going on. Now she was under water and couldn't see. Opening her eyes meant the soap water would sting but by not doing anything at all, she risked disappointed them again.<br/><br/>Quickly, in seconds, she tried to remember what Karen had said to Allan.<br/><br/><em>"Darling, looks like our new toy isn't tending to all your needs."</em><br/><br/>Still reluctant to open her eyes she moved her head around a bit and felt Allan's cock. Then, what did she had to do? Opening her mouth would mean the little breath she had left would be gone. She managed to get her tongue to touch his cock and locked her air supply to open her mouth. Like eating an icecream sideways, she licked and nipped at Allan's cock.<br/><br/>When Karen pulled her head up again, she gasped for air and wanted to protest as a natural reaction but when she heard Karen count she quickly took a deep breath just in time. This time she was faster and she closed her mouth over Allan's cock and played her tongue around the tip, while softly sucking, afraid to spill that precious oxygen, not knowing how long Karen would keep her under this time.