The sight of two men fucking eachother pushed her over her ability to think. Before she knew it her fingers were in her pants, reaching for that hot w...t button that begging to be pressed. She began fingering herself, she had never done this before but it just came so naturally, rubbing her clit back and forth furiosly, before long she felt her brain explode, it was her first orgasm. As the fog cleared and she could see again, both the men were standing over her. Drooling with lust in their. I think he pushed a finger into her bottom as she let out a squeal, and told Grandpa that it was hurting after earlier. I imagine my father and my uncle both took turns in her bottom. No wonder it was hurting. He told her to turn over, and rubbed the oil in everywhere again, especially on her breasts, and rubbing and squeezing her nipples. I could see she had bite marks over her breasts, and Grandpa made sure that these had lots of oil on them, rubbing and pushing them hard, hard enough so. For once, he was going to live by his own rules. It was only supposed to be a simple, three-day vacation. Janelle and her crew were there to film a music video for her single, ‘Tired of Waiting.’ The song had blown up huge on the U.S. music charts and she was just starting to get her first real wave of paparazzi attention. When they landed in Monte Carlo, there was a tidal wave of flashbulb light and a jumble of voices calling out, ‘Smile for me, Janelle!’, ‘When’s the next song coming out?,’. This is something we both really like, she would most always have a very moist pussy and be more than ready by this time.This was the position she was in, when two guys walked by on the path pushing their bikes not more than 75' to 100'feet from where I had tied her they had stopped, and were talking had they looked very hard between the openings in the bushes they would easily have seen her. She could easily hear them as they continued to talk, and I could see them from where I was standing. I.