I saw a half glass of whisky on his table.I moved to a mirror to take a final look at my get up he rushed to me and said it is not your honeymoon swee...y its rap##e night. he grabbed my hand & pulled me to his couch , made me lay down with my head slightly hanging on arm of couch my hair touching the floor I looked at his throbbing cock , rushing to my mouth, he was rough just pushed his thick one straight to my throat, & started fast movement deep into my throat, my face started getting covered. I thought he was hung, before I saw that HUMONGOUS cock of yours. But he's barely half your length and width, and no way near as hard!, she said as her hands rubbed the tense flesh of my solid shaft. Can you cum for me, Tim, please? I wanna see how much sperm you can shoot out of that fat schlong of yours!Why don't you jack me off and I'll rub your pussy.Oh, yeah! I love it when you talk dirty Tim, she purred as her hands started to frantically jerk my mammoth shaft. Her left hand was holding. Helen smiled at me as she picked up the same message. This was my cue to get some more peas, so I started towards the closet.But I was stopped when a loud yelp emanated somewhere deep behind the gag and I turned to look what was the cause of the distress. It was pretty obvious, as Helen had inserted a finger in Judys pussy and was slowly exploring her insides. I looked at Judy, trying to interpret her expression, hoping to find at least a trace of arousal from her. But I couldn’t read her. I waited there not wanting to say anything, but I still had the handcuffs on. After a moment waiting to know that she was not intending anything, I sort of slipped in on my side as best I could and wiggled up next to her. I found sleeping on my back was not unbearable, the best way for me to sleep was on my side with my head high up on a pillow. It was hard to adjust, because I did not have the use of my hands to move the pillow, but wiggle and waggle and I eventually got there. I know that.