One other idea came to Scott's mind and he shared this with his friends too."See you, when the concrete pipes are being laid for sewage, I suggest a s...t of pipes be attempted. A number of additional pipes would provide the natural channel for water and the conduit for the cables that modern living requires. It would make sense to have these laid at the same time as the sewage pipes."The friends discussed their plans and how many men would be needed to complete Scott's ambitious scheme while he. I was now wanting more. Maybe I am a slut. He then said, “if you want my dick in your ass, you need to beg for it like the slut you are.” The other guys agreed and said I need to beg. Last night he forced me to let him fuck me. I enjoyed it but felt that I did not have a choice. Now, I am in the middle of these 4 guys. If I beg them to fuck me, that makes me a complete slut. A dirty whore. I was feeling conflicted, but also very horny.I took my friend’s cock out of my mouth. “Oh god,. Ever." Then why aren't you on your hands and knees?" Will it hurt?" she asked."Does it matter?" I ... of course not, if that's what you want," she said sliding off the couch and going to her all fours.From behind I gently pushed her head to the floor, then using some lubricant, entered her anally. She gasped, then grunted as I steadily invaded her dark hole. My hands had been on her shoulders pulling her to me thereby aiding the penetration, but now I let one hand rove around to her nest and. The music intensified in this section, growing slowly, building to an emotional high that would soon subside near the end, sliding into a long lilting rhythm.As the notes betrayed their ascending trend, I slipped my hands up to cup the bottoms of Mom's breasts, taking just a little of their weight. In response to her sharp intake of breath, I whispered, "That's it. Feed on the emotion, throw it back to the audience".Stiff, and playing with her breath caught in her throat, Mom gradually.