Finally, she suddenly tightened. She gripped Marta's fingers, never wanting to let go. Marta's finger's worked quickly, moving in and out of her, roug...ly pulling every spasm out of her that they could. The screams of pleasure were like music to Marta's ears and, man, could the girl sing.Amelia lay back, out of breath and still twitching through her shock waves of pleasure. She heard Marta moving around but she didn't open her eyes.“You deserve everything I can give,” Marta said. Amelia opened. There was a heavy set, big bushy greying bearded guy with big hands on the steering wheel. The cop told me to be a good boy, smiled, and shut the door. The hairy guy smiled at me, he had several missing teeth. His hand reached over and touched me with his dirty fingers. I cringed as he slid fingers under my jock. He worked his hands up to my chest, throat and stuffed them into my mouth. I gagged at his stench. He told me to take off my jock and hand it to him. He took them and tossed them out. He got off. Then he secured one ankle to a rope, then the other ankle. Her legs had very little room to move and were apart, far apart. Oh my God, she thought. Never before had she been so absolutely vulnerable, so totally at the mercy of another. His hands parted her thighs even further. His hot breath blew across her clit. She tried to hold back the shudder that ran through her body. She was his and she couldn’t wait for him to take her, however he wanted. He moved too slowly. She strained. She placed the phone against Laura's wetness and pushed half of it into the soft yielding flesh.Laura now realized what was happening and tried to roll away. Two sharp smacks to her ass made her stop fighting. Ignoring the tears welling up in Laura's eyes Yumi used her index finger to fully insert the devise. When she withdrew her finger from the small opening Laura’s wet orifice closed back over the phone.The phone was less then four inches long, yet Laura's felt completely stuffed as she.