I could feel the wetness all down my chin, my cheek, my neck. Her excitement made me excited. My cock, responding to her obvious arousal, rose. Pat...icia raised herself, slipped backwards, guided my cock into her sopping wet pussy, and tightened her PC muscle so I experienced tight wetness enveloping, caressing, my cock.“Oh, god, babe, slow down. I want this to last. Please.” She was stating to move up and down, staring directly into my face, a somewhat distant look in her eyes. “Hush.” . I had a skirt and blouse on over my sexy new basque and stocking and watching Marg out of the corner of my eye I could see she was a stunner with firm tits and a good arse just the sort my husband would die for.Once ready we went down stairs, I sat between the men on the settee thinking it would give Marg the choice of who she sat next to, but to my surprise she stood in front of us, she really did look good in her smart business suit and knee length boots.She took off her jacket to reveal a. I was on my back and my head was leaning off the bed. He reinserted his dick into my throat. This time, I barely gagged at all. His low hanging balls hit me in the face as he pounded my throat.“Bend over” he hissed.“I don’t want to..” I replied through tears, catching my breath.He picked me up and turned me over. Then he tried to stuff his bulging cock into my tight little boy hole. As he did, I yelped and cried. “Too big” he said, defeated. “Damn.”He turned me back over and fucked my throat. I think I have something that will teach you a lesson."I gasp, and throw my head back in protest, but what can I do? I mean really, I am strapped to this thing.I feel you next to me, brushing up against me on purpose. You flash a look, asking if I am ok to go on. I hesitate, but nod slightly. I am in deep, and can't stop now. I need to know what else you have in store for me. I am helpless, and will do anything at this point. You turn your attention back to the crowd."Bad little girls need to.