.. He then inserts a butt plug into my arse after lubing me thoroughly, so it slips in easily and then he starts to finger fuck my dripping wet snatch... I am primevally noisy being fucked at both ends but when he starts to push his cock into me the eruption occurs. The butt plug has made my pussy even tighter and I wail with pleasure, as I now feel very full between my legs. Mike starts a long deep, but intermittent rhythm, stopping every time he feels I am cumming; I go ballistic as my body. As he was groping me I reached his head with my hand and turned it so I could kiss him, too. He didn't say anything. He was just breathing heavily and groping me like that was his only chance ever and he hadn't a whole night in front dedicated to simply fucking me.Now the fourth man. I simply crawled over to him from the third man, and rested my leather ass popping up in his lap and my boots were in the third guy's lap. I felt his hands on them and the fourth guy's hands were busy groping and. Could it get any worse?Just as I finished my thought, Bruce, Dylan and Justin walk in, the three farm hands Steph hired. “God damn, spaghetti again!?” Dylan remarked. Of course it could always get worse. Why did I even ask? “Well, look what we have here,” Bruce observed, “And who might you be?”“The names Amanda,” she said bluntly as she takes a sip of her juice eyeing the three biggest assholes on the face of the planet that just walked in. “You must be the knuckleheads I have to work with.”. ” Once in the car she asked me what I had planned.“A showing at an art gallery downtown, then an early dinner followed by a movie of your choice. Or, we can scrap my plan and do whatever you would like to do.”“I’m good with your plan. Any particular reason for going to this particular showing?”“I know her and want to show support.”“Is she any good?”“I don’t know. I’ve never seen any of her stuff, but it must be good if an art gallery wants to show it.”It turned out that Helen’s stuff was pretty.