It had a wet bar, dining set, an entertainment center, and, in the corner, a desktop computer. A long beige curtain covered the right and back wall."A...d there's more," piped up Vonda. She pointed to the swinging door next to the bar. "Over there is the kitchen." She went to the door on the right wall between the dining table and entertainment center. "This leads to Alex's and my bedroom."I decided to go with Vonda's strategy to impress her, and pushed a button on the wall. The curtain on the. I was pretty liberal, and it wouldn't have bothered me in the least if he wanted to buy magazines like this -- as long as he didn't leave them out for Bobby to find. And then I realized that maybe Phil *WAS* hiding them from Bobby, and not me. There were about thirty pages and the theme was the same on each -- one woman with several men. The woman in each picture was being, or was about to be, or had just been penetrated by the men's large penises. One photo showed the woman literally being. “Thank you.”“I get to ask the same question,” I said, hesitantly.“Desperately,” she said, without any pause at all.“You’re kidding.”“Steve gets hard every time we make out,” she said. “He’s put my hand on it before. But I can’t look at his. That would be disaster. He’d want me to jerk him off or even worse. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to see it.” She licked her lips. “Seeing yours, though, wouldn’t be like that. So yes, I want to see you naked too, Bobby.”“Wow.” That was all I had.“You. Every guy there knew that each of the girls was there to be fucked hard and they were driving their cocks into a hole as hard and fast as they could. Almost half of us had our cocks buried in someone's orifice and all of them were fucking their hole hard and fast.Tracy was moaning as she was double penetrated by two guys who were moving faster and faster hurrying their cums. They were slamming her together and then almost pulling all the way out before slamming her cunt and ass again. Tracey.