He had fucked my throat twice for long periods of time and must have been fucking my ass for close to ten minutes by now with no signs of slowing down..."You like getting fucked in front of these dudes, don't you? Like letting them watch you getting' used like the toy you are. You've got everyone's cock in this room hard and ready to shoot because you are such a nasty little fucktoy. Only I'm going to use this hole for the rest of the time today, but these motherfucker's are more than welcome to. I felt something else; I felt his cock stroking something deeper inside me, some nerve bundle that got thrilled to the stimulation. “Ohhhhhh… ayeeeeee…. Thiiisss issss sooo… gooooodd…:, I groaned loud. As my mind focussed in on this new amazing feeling, all discomfort was forgotten. All that existed was the sensation of his shaft stirring up the inside of this nerve bundle deep inside my ass.”Ohhhhhh….. Ahhhh ….yeesss …fuuuckk me……”, I was full of lust and desire now.His rocking stopped and he. He was clearly unhappy but he could in no way be thought to be neglected or not well looked after. He was spotlessly clean and clearly in his best clothes. The only thing about him that perhaps hinted at neglect was his hair. It was immaculately brushed and clean but it was far too long for a young boy. It fell well over his shoulders. It was not unattractive by any means for he had thick brown hair with a natural wave and a healthy gloss. “What a curious c***d!” Sarah thought to herself. She. ”“That gives us a total of 20 artists now, our cap is 30, or we can change from two numbers each to three numbers, or just have Michael’s orchestra play some instrumental music to settle people down prior to the wedding music and the wedding itself. Sarah, when did we say we’d contact these folks by?”“Labor Day this year, if not earlier, Loverboy,” Sarah said.“Sarah!” Annie exclaimed, causing all of us to chuckle a little, since it was usually Claire making the retort to me after one of Sarah’s.