.........and oh yes i would pay you for the inconvenience" i gave in and followed her to her room. as we were talking she had strapped herself with a ...lesso" a big strap that is. "where is the chair?" i asked as i went to switch on the lights to that room though it wasn't that dark. "No don't turn that on the switch has a problem" she exclaimed. We held the chair to move it. I was not looking at her by that moment .when i stood and looked there she was the strap down not even worrying to go for. When I nodded and closed my eyes they pushed their dinks in and started thrusting. It didn't hurt but I could feel them stretching my pussy wide as they shoved in and out. I could feel them adjusting their sizes again going longer mostly and their cocks were making slurping noises as they slid against each other in my tight but well lubricated hole. They didn't last long before pouring their cum in me in giant hot bursts which had made me cum and squeeze my already over full fuck hole even. Samantha had left two days after Gloria. Like her dearest buddy, she had also been armed with incriminating evidence. Both girls were in hiding and hoping their efforts had been worth it. Samantha stuck out a bruised, bare and very pretty leg for Gloria to see."Look at that Gloria! Does it make you feel good to think you did that?" Call those bruises, Sammy! Pathetic bitch! You're getting soft!"A third lady came into the cafe and joined the still battered girls."HI Mrs FitzWalter!" said Gloria.. Those bonding exercises? Our holding hands, caressing them, sitting close and chatting quietly about private little things--all that--Tom and I--we’ve been doing all that together since forever! Oh shi ... Sorry. Years ago, Tom and I must have bonded intimately, just like in the Avery Program, but exclusively. We’ve always loved each other ... since we first met but our ... what?--yeah, our psyches must have bonded and our bodies must have reacted to having the wrong person doing the stuff with.