..Wide open now, I watched terrified as one of the medical-men I knew from the group approached me hypodermic in hand, he smiled at me and then slowly...injected the area round my clitorise and its hood, in the labia and the surrounding areas though thankfully I thought at that time, neither the hood or the nub itself, lots of small but very painful injections presumably of local anaesthetic and my god did it hurt. I screamed over and over as each injection filled my soft tender skin, each scream. "Stand up for me darling let's see how you look before I have you change in to more boring attire." He took her hand and guided her up. "My my, quite a beauty, how have you not modeled in one of my ads yet?" She took the comment to heart because she knew she was pretty, but she did not believe she could pass as a model. She was 5"8, DD but she had a thin waist and almost no butt. Not to mention she didn't like her nose in the typical sense of a lady finding fault in nothing. She brushed. With one hand firmly gripping one of David’s butt cheeks to hold him in place, I reached with the other to cup one of Ann’s pendulous breasts, pinching the engorged nipple, causing her to give little moans of pleasure. While David’s ass had begun to open up a little in response to my vigorous thrusts, it was still extremely tight. Even though I had climaxed twice in the last hour, the constriction of his elastic anal muscle on my shaft was making my cock ever more sensitive, drawing waves of. Jamal had Greta bent over it and had just entered her from behind. His balls were now rhythmically slapping against Gretta's ass as he thrust his cock up her ass. Her moaning became louder as he increased his thrusts."Come on, Douggie, ante up. Don't worry about Jamal over there. He is taking care of your wife. Something you fail to do." Tiff said in a mocking tone. Doug glared at her again and threw his ante into the pot. The first three cards came up and Doug gave a subtle tell-tale.