I hear myself moaning like a whore as my body explodes so deliciously. The third man releases my breast and quickly takes up position in front of me,...taking advantage of this semi-conscious woman’s state of orgasmic pleasure, and pushes his hard, hot cock past my lips and into my open mouth. I feel the man fucking me from behind start to plunge harder, hear him groan obscenely. I push back, taking all his long cock deep in my cunt, and suck eagerly on the new cock in my mouth, keeping my. "You are related to the Beavers here?" The man didn't answer, he just looked at him. Fighting Hawk looked at the woman, "So I will give you the chance that he won't get, are you related to the Beavers here?" The woman looked at her husband and frowned before she said, "He is, but I'm no Beaver." Tom nodded. They had one girl. Fighting Hawk estimated her age at about six or seven. He motioned to the girl and her hands were cut free. Fighting Hawk motioned for her to come to him. She looked. He was thirty two years old, six feet tall and a very lean sexy one hundred ninety pound body. I loved the way he looked and when he sent a cock picture I was even more excited. He was nine inches, and very thick. I sent him pictures of us and of myself naked. He was just as interested as we were. We arranged to meet at the Hawthorn Suites by Wyndham, an upscale hotel on Brookhollow Plaza Drive the following Friday night. Charles and I showed up at the bar and took a back booth. Charles left. I carried her indoors too, and upstairs to my room and gently set her down on the bed, where I lifted her black dress over head leaving her deliciously naked."I'm afraid the bed is more for sleeping than sex," I apologised, "Oh an the door operates on palm prints so hard luck, and the en suite is through there so no pissing in the corner."She scowled at me, her back looked painful so I took the bottle of lotion Mrs Wilberforce had supplied and started to rub it into her back., "I'll credit you.