?The girth fills my mouth completely and the head of the device lodgesitself totally inside of me.? I want togag, to vomit and my stomach turns horrib...y, but there is no where for suchactions to go so they are stifled instead.?I try to cry out, but it?s nothing more then a muffled moan which onecould almost mistake for pleasure.? Wasit pleasure?My nose is ground against the leather harness that holdsthe device to her body and I can smell its distinct odor as well as the muskyfeminine scent of. When I heard Dan saying “Listen to your wife, she’s squealing for more, two pricks and a coke bottle up her and she wants more.”Two school kids were up my cunt fucking me as though the world would end tomorrow, I loved it and definitely wanted more, I was in super slag mode!My legs started to tremble and I could barely stand, my hole was stretched to it’s limits and my cunt juice was dribbling out. “She’s ready, get that bottle out of her arse” Dan said.Joe pulled the bottle out of my arse with. “Nina, this is Zak. Zak this is Nina. I wasn’t expected you for a couple of days.”“Why don’t you two beauties stay there and give me a few minutes. I want to take a shower and I’ll be right with you,” said Zak.“Kristen, will you ask Zak to fuck me?” said Nina.“I do not think that will be necessary.”We watched Zak walk back in the room naked. His manhood was hanging between his legs. We got off the bed and stood on either side of Zak.“Zak, Nina wants you to fuck her.”“I will under one condition.. I bit my bottom lip, silently begging him with desperate eyes to touch me. To let me touch him. Let me taste him. My body was on fire with want of his touch. He was a magnificent piece of living art. Beautifully sculpted and alive with color. Eyes from one of the many portraits permanently painted on his chest continued to longingly watch my every move. My hands refused to stay still. They wanted to feel the muscles that danced just beneath Robs skin. To caress the definition of his stomach..