"The voices whisper..men use their cocks to have sex with girls..you havea pussy so others can have sex with you..you are not a man, Alice..mendon't h...ve plugs..you have a plug Alice, because you are a girl..youlike your plug..you need your plug..you love your plug..I find myself muttering, "I love my plug", as we are led to anotherroom. We are led into a room with metal walls, divided into compartments. Ineach there are what looks like three pairs of stocks. We are forced tokneel in front of. It was then that we heard the voices coming into the men's room. I grabbed her head and closed my mouth around hers in a passionate kiss to try to muffle her moans as she continued to lift up to almost pull off of my cock and the drive down hard again.The two men that had heard her moans were now outside the door of the stall. I could see their shadow and when one of them leaned up against the door to peek through the crack the door swung open. There we were. My wife's naked bottom bouncing up. “You want this old man to fuck you? You want me to stick my old dirty cock into your tight young body and rut you like a pig.” His dirty words made her moan like crazy.“Please make me your bitch.” She pinched at her nipples, loving the roughness he was giving her,“Oh trust me. You are my bitch.” He placed his head back between her thighs and found her clit, with a quick glance up at her her bit down hard on her clit making her cry out in pain and pleasure.“FUCK!” She fell back on her back and. The two girls talking about the old days and Sam’s new found love of huge cock made her cunt start to feel warm, and empty. The girls sitting at a table enjoyed the conversation but decided to call it a night after the second bottle. I need a cigarette said Sam as Sarah and her packed up; I need another piss said Sarah I will see you outside.Walking to the smoking area, looking in her bag only to find she had left her pack somewhere. Not wanting to go back she engaged in conversation with a.