There was something endearing about him bringing her back to this place after so long. It took some doing but she eventually managed to slide all the ...ay down on the monstrous thing. She was out of breath and her cum was dripping down her thighs but it felt great to be in this dressing room again with a thick cock deep inside her. She began rocking back and forth against the rubber dick and rubbed her clit between two fingers. She watched her east coast fucktoy stroke his cock as she fucked. "What are you looking for Billy?" My face must have been a mess of confusion."I ... I don't know." I stammered. "To be honest, I was hoping you could tell me." She looked away for the first time onto the cup that she had placed in front of me."Perhaps. But for now, relax. Drink your tea." I picked up my mug and glanced around for hers."Not having any, yourself?" I asked."No," she said, "I don't drink tea." Then why do have it then?" Because you like it." My hand started shaking involuntarily. Her eyes were red, and the prick in her mouth might as well have been a sock. Every sensation she felt was radiating from her asshole, from the bulging length of her stuffed, ruined shitter."Fuck, look at her moving now," one of the men holding her whispered. "She's jumping around like a wildcat." Sooner or later," Bud said, "They all come around. They got to. It's in their nature."Donna was fighting for her life, trying to minimize the damage his big cock was doing her, but something in his. She could feel the tiny curls on his chest and then she found his nipple. Sam's head shot back as some kind of reflex hit him, and then he suddenly pulled Sarah close and stood up. Carrying her in his arms, he strode through to his bedroom and dumped her on the bed. He stood over her staring down at her almost naked body. He sat on the edge of the bed and let his finger trail up her leg. Slowly up over her foot, her shin, her knee. Then as her breathing grew more agitated, he let his hand drift.