Make me come like my husband never could!” I was snarling through gritted teeth.My lover slowed his fucking right down to almost a standstill. His c...ck was throbbing and twitching inside me. He ran his finger up my drenched pussylips and smeared the cum on my puckered asshole. He spat on to my asshole to mix in with my pussy juice. This made my body shiver with pure lust as he eased his finger in to my tight clinging sphincter. The feeling was a mixture of short sharp pain and overwhelming. Eight people! All locked lewdly together in various shocking ways!The camera went around and around the group, concentrating on the central figure of the curvaceous redhead who was nakedly sprawled on the table.The extent to which everyone was moving and pumping and slapping licentiously against each other was incredible. Roger had never seen such a depraved thing in his life, and never imagined it either. Ellen certainly had good films! he thought allowing himself to be captivated irresistibly. Just two lines stating that we couldn’t attack the other members of this group for the next six months, as he had previously stated.Eventually, everyone signed the contract, albeit reluctantly. No one wanted to be left out of the raid after coming so far. The prospect of better equipment or loot and levelling up was more than enough to sway the opinion of those who would have hesitated to sign otherwise.After all that, we finally entered the dungeon to the loud cheers of the onlooking audience.. She was drinking because she was nervous and I was drinking because I was with her instead of some little honey. The more I drank, the better she looked. (There is a country song by Mickey Gilly, called "The girls all get prettier at closing time" that explains this phenomena). By the time I offered to walk her back to her apartment she looked hot to my alcohol infected brain. The evening got a little hazy after that.The next morning I woke up around 10:30. My right arm was asleep and I.