She shuddered as the waves subsided, pulling back, centered on the tool—Eric's tool, she grinned wickedly—still between her legs and pussy lips. S...emingly under another's control, the screwdriver handle began to slow its thrusts, and she collapsed onto the step stool to her right, seated with the handle still intruding, her right hand rocking it back and forth. The musk of her exertions mingled with the sweet smell of sawdust and sharp odor of gasoline and oil from their Suburban parked a few. This was definitely my private cunt now, in every sense of the word, and she made no attempt to even remotely send me mixed signals on that point. This twat belonged to me and everyone present knew it for a fact. She was my personal plaything and every plea for more of my dick simply reaffirmed this new reality for the benefit of all present company, as I spent my load at last inside her dripping wet snatch.The orgasm followed that made the others pale in comparison, with only Anastassia’s. “Cool, then I would let me suck my earlier load out of you?” he impishly suggested.As Cliff lay on the bed with his head slightly over the bottom edge, I straddled his head and presented my manhole to his mouth. Cliff now slurped away contentedly as I dispelled his load.When I eventually lifted up he asked, “Do you also want a turn?”“Sure,” I answered.As I assumed his earlier position, I saw Cliff’s large furry crack nearing, before it settled on my face. As my tongue lapped away, I was envious. Pam screamed in agony as the huge man sat down hard on her achingchest. The weight of the man sitting on her breasts pulled Pam forward. Herface was now buried in the vicious man's crotch. Jack settled in and insertedhis cock into the screaming woman's mouth. He chuckled at his own ingenuity.Jack used his hand wrapped in Pam's hair to beat off his cock with her mouth.Her screaming only excited him more. For Pam the pain was excruciating. Her breasts were in agony. Jack, for hispart was enjoying.