Talking dirty to me, humiliating me. My feelings of shame and embarrassment are so thrilling and intense. So the guys took turns fucking me like that,...and I came several times. My pussy was dripping with their cum. Then they completely undressed me and tied me up in a doggie position with my ass in the air. I couldn't move. They shoved a vibrating dildo up my wet sloppy cunt, which drove me wild. It's so embarrassing to show how much I like having orgasms over and over. So with the dildo still. It was still cold, as someone slipped it under her bra strap and pulled until the pressure was relieved. The cool air across her breast proved that she was totally vulnerable. A rough hand in the darkness seized her breast and squeezed. "MMMMPHuummmm" she groaned through the hand across her mouth, a stricken animal's cry of terror and despair. She could feel the point of the knife at her navel, and then the back of the blade sliding back and forth along the midline of her belly, as her. " One minute? Panic flared again and she scrambled back onto her knees, sucking his swollen glans into her mouth and diving as far down the shaft as she dared. This time he gave her no help and she forced herself past her gag-reflex to hoover up further inches of cock. Desperate, she shunted herself back and forth on him, milking his shaft with her throat, like a performer in a deranged sex-circus. The miracle of her new-found success was not lost on Jake. "God," he said, seething with lust.. " (This really got my attention. I had no idea Samantha underwent breast reduction surgery.) "I used to be a 38G, believe it or not!" But what about the men out here in L.A. who love full-figured, massive-breasted women," I asked, making it my last question on the matter. "Wouldn't we be depriving them of our natural beauty?" And what about those men" was Samantha's sharp, unsympathetic reply. "Does any one of those pathetic, whining losers have to deal with several dozen back-aching pounds of.