I pick up the pace, probing deeper into your throat, eliciting grunts and gargles. “This is how you fucking want it... slut!” I say, with an air ...f arrogance. Your tear-soaked eyes begging me to claim you, to stamp my authority down your throat. You look so humiliated, so fucking sexy, passion overwhelming my resolve. So much tenderness behind my force. I’m on the edge, the contents of my desire, ready to burst into your throat. “Make me cum... cockslut, and don’t miss a drop.” My voice. Then Helenannounced that we would all go along to the nearby shopping mall for aquick lunch and a bit of shopping. I felt a bit nervous going out inpublic, but at least I felt protected as I was with a crowd of girls,even if I was the only one in a skirt. After a salad and a drink wethen went lingerie shopping, all for me! I ended up with at least adozen pairs of silky panties in various shades, all being of the old-fashioned high-waisted type. Helen explained that they had plenty ofroom for. “You saw my husband fingering my pussy. He was making me so horny and now I need a good fucking and you know what? My new husband is so good to me, he’s letting me choose a man or two to fuck me as a wedding present!”“You indeed have a very thoughtful husband,” Dave agreed. Zack leaned closer, and he took his turn fingering her pussy.Wendy began kissing Dave, excitement driving her breathing faster. She looked to Dan, her face etched with unsatisfied passion. Dave’s fingers would touch her. There they passed through the common area, where bunk beds were arrayed along the walls. Each was large enough to accomodate two Orcs, but they were not going for one of these beds. The female Orc moved past them and opened a door to the rear of the room, entering and closing the heavy wooden frame before bolting it and turning to place the two lovers on the massive fourposter bed, the Voice's forgotten mug of ale spilling to the floor.The room was reds, purples, and pinks. Lace was everywhere,.