She did her best to sound as professional as possible, hiding her disquiet behind a mask of neutrality as she returned the other man's leer."You sure ...ou want to wear that?" he asked, a smirk hiding at the edge of his face. "It might get... ruined." he said.Her stomach did a somersault at his choice of words, but she pushed the feeling down. "I will be fine" she said firmly determined not to let him see how uncomfortable she was."Well, let's get this show on the road then." he said he turned. “Ok, I’m ready.” Before she could finish her sentence, Mark had thrust his cock into her mouth and took hold of the back of her head. Her hands were on the other 2’s cocks slowly wanking them.Mark was fucking her face with pace and Gina was struggling. She pulled away from him and dropped her hands to the floor. The guys all droned in displeasure at her feeble attempt. “You’re going to have to do better than that otherwise this practice is a waste of time.” Mark stated bluntly.Determined Gina. I have to admit, I am suitably ashamed of my actions with the nubile Rosalind and I confessed my sins to an incredulous priest outside Boston, almost in a whisper, because it was unforgivingly depraved and outrageous.The good chap gave me absolution for my sins and told me repeatedly to come to him to relate all of my future adventures in the garden of debutantes blooming that season with a frenzy of scented flowers and pussy juice easing the bang-bang reality of multiple coupling.I know I said. I flogged her thighs hard and also her legs and feet. All the time Val shouted and screamed, “Ahh, fuck, you bastard, stop, stop, that’s it I’m done. Ohh, fuck I’m there again, ohh fuck, oh fuck.” We were getting there, but she still did not use her safe word three times in a row. She obviously wanted more. I moved back up to her. I had to grab her head to keep her still. I kissed her forehead as her piercing green eyes bore into mine. Her body still out of her control like an animal in a.