“I want to belong to someone ... Manfred will do!” Wendy confessed now, “at times, I even wanted to belong to Kelly or Mary! Or both!”“The f...eling’s mutual, sis! Now, put another finger up my asshole!” Mom urged her toward more ass play while taking Manfred’s cock balls deep.“That’s pretty fucking hot, watching ladies finger each other’s butts like that!” I declared as I plowed Stacey, Ellie, and Trish with even harder strokes.“And lick them, too!” Stacey added as Wendy stuck her tongue up. The problems began when I got going it stalled and decided not to play. I had no alternative but to ring for an engineer. After about a hour there was a knock at the door. That was quick, so quick I was still in my very short dressing gown. I went to the door and two chaps were there. One an older man called Bob he was about 60 but good looking and had looked after himself. I invited them in and Bob introduced the other young man with him. He was Bradley his 17 year old apprentice. They pulled. Usual. Nothing to worry about. Those few who did know - who had gathered, and planned, and bought, and organised - weren't saying anything either. It'd be nice to think, looking back, that this was because they were worried they'd be found out, their efforts stamped out, their leaders cursing as they were dragged away in handcuffs to cells that would never be opened. Or simply dismissed, ranting and raving like loons as all their frantic scribbles and diagrams came to nothing. Maybe they were. “FUUUUUCK!” she screamed again as he whipped her a little harder. It hurt but the pleasure took over so quickly from the pain she didn’t have time to dwell on the pain side of it. Matt took a second and looked at her pussy. It was soaked, juices flowing freely from it. Her clit was swollen from the play it had been getting. His eyes followed her pussy down towards her ass. Her tight little ass was twitching and moving as she breathed deeply, waiting on his next move. She jumped! He had taken.