She started rocking her hips, and I knelt behind her to reach around and cup her breasts, which were bouncing and jiggling as she rocked faster and fa...ter. Her hands went up into her hair, and she tilted her head back with eyes closed. Then there was another guy standing in front of her, touching a fresh hard-on against her lips. She parted her lips and let him start fucking her mouth, while she fucked the jerk-off guy and I held her slippery, cum-covered breasts and kissed the back of her. ”“No, you watch it. I haven’t forgotten about your inappropriate remarks about my wife and sister.”“And I haven’t forgotten about you nailing that intern after hours and covering for you with the wife. And not ratting you out to HR.”Motherfucker had me by the balls just as I had his; a game of stalemate that’s been in play for a year and started when he sounded off about the women in my life. I stopped messing with him since reporting him pretty much meant I’d be a goner too.“Dean.” I took a. He slipped a digit under the band and into my slit finding me wet and wanting. He groaned into my ear when he felt how wet I was getting. He took a quick gulp of his drink to hide what he was doing to himself in a roomful of people.I could feel the bulge in his pants twitch and grow harder as he pressed against my ass. My boyfriend and their father were sitting in the corner furthest from us, trying to best each other with off-colored jokes while everyone laughed along.To this day I couldn’t. Dahlia couldn't help it anymore; she shrieked and wailed and screamed against the penis in her throat as much as she could with her severely constricted breathing. Getting her cherry ripped was nothing compared to this. Her asshole was completely dry, lubricated only by the cum on the leader's dick, and there was nothing to stop the agonizing pain of being torn slowly piece by piece in half. She felt like she was taking a telephone pole up her ass. It filled her, solid as rock, seeming to.