The familiar grunting and moaning from the man plowing into my pussy gave testimony that he was adding his sperm to my already overfilled hole. I had ... brief moment of emptiness as he withdrew but I was quickly refilled by some other nameless cock who enthusiastically attempted to break some unchallenged thrust record.I felt my growing breasts and stomach flopping back and forth from his intense pounding and tried to put my hand down to push him away but it was intercepted and guided to a hard. I heard one of my assistants tell them, "masks on." I watched them put on black masquerade masks. Plain ones next to my pretty one. They had asked for our consent to film and take pictures which we agreed to as long as we were masked. Now, there were the 4 red lights in the ceiling, looking down at me from various angles. I was being filmed. All this was on a hard drive somewhere in this place. I thought for just a second through my pleasure haze that I hoped I’d get a copy. I wanted to see. All three couples arrived on Friday night relatively late. My lake is not exactly in the middle of nowhere, but from the top of the ridge, you can see nowhere from here. We talked for while, had some drinks together, and went to bed. Saturday was rather warm for the last day of October. The leaves were beautiful fall colors, the lake was calm and the sky was clear. Late in the afternoon, Darlene suggested, "Why don't we go over to the hunting cabin for the evening. It's going to be a full. She will give you a drink, but she won’t talk, will you?” Inga shook her head. ‘She isn’t paid to talk. She’s paid to serve and eat pussy. Would you like to eat my pussy Inga?’ The blonde girl smiled and shook her head yes. Alicia spread her stocking-clad legs wide and pushed Inga’s face into her hungry nook. Within minutes, murmurs of pleasure came from both women. Tori watched them for a time, then continued to wander about. Her mind was aflame with sexual desires now, most of them involving.