I knew it was painful for him. We had played a little ‘I fucked him,’ game at home and his anus was very tight and sensitive. Now he was being rut...lessly fucked by a much bigger dildo, by a woman who was showing him no mercy. Soon he started to get use to it and I could hear his crys of pain, turn into moans of pleasure. His butt was getting into the rhythm of things and he even was starting to move back to meet her thrusts. In the meantime, Adam and Daniel continued their ravishing of my cunt. ”“Yvonne, you know you are to be punished again, don’t you?” he asked“Whatever.”“Do you want to be spanked every time you are caught?”“Actually not as hard as before, but enough to make me wet down there, then you need to fuck me again. I might even promise to stop shoplifting if you promise to punish me instead.”“No way,” said David, “This is real punishment. You will have to make do with agony, and possibly arousal, and then with sucking me and swallowing because you enjoyed the fucking far. "What's you're name?" I'm Bob."I took his warm hand, "I'm Betty, it's a pleasure, Bob."Bob's face changed slightly, like he was remembering something."Save my seat, Betty," he said, "I gotta get something."He got off the stool and I put my bottom on his warm spot and watched his stocky form roll out of the club. I looked around and saw that Cindy was in deep conversation. I slurpped down my drink to the vaguely juniper flavored ice water in the bottom and decided not to order another when Bob. Moreover, I knew the intricate threesome situation happened because of Sam’s intrigue to make her way to me. I think, she had a crush on me, and wanted me to use her body in any way I like. Sam often enticed me in her shiny skimpy suit, seduced me to fuck her when Jill was not around, but I always turned her down.Now, somehow, the situation was different, I accepted my lost willingly. After all, this matter would become an advantage for me. Therefore, after a short discussion, the two couples.