My phone started to ring in the dead of night. I picked up my vibrating phone, rubbed in on my clit, and answered it. Hello? I asked innocently into t...e phone. Hey Taylor. It was Aaron. Hey Aaron whats up? Its like 12 at night. You sound awake to me. What do you want silly? Are we still on for your moms birthday party in a couple weeks? Yes sir! K, I just wanted to make sure&hellip, Alright Aaron, goodnig_ Taylor wait&hellip, Everything grew hushed. Ive been meaning to tell you something.. The Lady Fortescue, meanwhile, was looking down at the poor Francine and laughing inwardly as she saw the sweat pour down that hateful tall body. She saw the muscles straining on those extended arms and tired shoulders and exulted to think of the agonies the poor wretch must already be suffering, a hundred yards into a six mile journey. The sun might be unable to reach the Mistress, but Francine was getting no benefit from the giant shade, being roasted alive in the fierce afternoon heat.. While Darrel fucked me Phil just stood still and let me fuck his cock with my face. I could only get two or three inches of him in, but I tried and tried to get more. Darrel came and when he pulled out Phil said:"My turn now sweetie."He rolled me over on my back, lifted my legs up onto his shoulders and eased his monster cock into me. He started fucking me and I went nuts! Phil's ten inches touched places I don't think my gynecologist ever saw during my check ups. I cried, I begged and I. She said I was madefor fucking. She called me her bitch and then made me say it too."I'm your bitch" I panted over and over as my wife fucked my ass withincreasing force. I was sweating and moaning like a whore thrusting myass harder and harder onto the intruding plastic cock. I reached up andbegan pinching my nipples while shouting out my joy and lust with eachthrust of my wife's brutal fucking.Then it happened. I began squirting. My little penis had never got hardat all but I was squirting.