I knew they were going to suck her titties again. I pulled Donna close and wrapped my arms around her neck. She leaned closer with her arms around my ...eck. I could feel Melinda and Becky against my chest as they started sucking her titties.“UUUUMMMM ... UMMM-UUUMMMAHHH” she was humming, moaning and grunting into my mouth as she tried to take my cock in her pussy. I could feel Rona, Cecily and Laura’s hands on my cock, and sliding up and down her thighs.She managed to wiggle and twist her ass. "Kimmie is a sissy, and Kimmie is a faggot.Kimmie loves to wear femme clothes. Kimmie needs panties and bras, Kimmielives for dresses. And for shoes, well, Kimmie would suck any cock to getsome nice hooker heels. Of course, Kimmie would suck any cock, anytime,anywhere even without the shoes because Kimmie is a sissy faggot." I wasthrowing myself into the part in the hope that if he were happy hewouldn't tell my wife. But the more I played the part the more excited Igot and the more I lost. "Please let me go, I promise I won't ever let her touch me again! Please, oh god. This is going to ruin me and my family... Please" You should have thought about that before you had your little girl pull on your shlong" he laughed a bit.I pleaded some more with him. I figured that if I could somehow keep him talking, I still had a chance at being let go. I had been pleading for about ten minutes, when he put up his hand and stopped me from talking. He stepped closer to me and whispered in my. He was totally trapped, engulfed by a woman’s body with less freedom than probably anyone on the planet. Wild fantasies drifted through her mind as she climaxed with high pitched cries echoing around the room. She was a trembling mess with long blonde hair sticking to her glossed lips that were shaped in a permanent inane grin.Sam lay waiting in the pitch black as Donna’s body ran through its wild emotions. He was helplessly mummified, his arms trapped by his sides and his body one with Donna’s.