His voice had a cultivated British accent. He kept it low. No need to upset anyone at the office, was there?Peter knew there was a prenuptial arrangem...nt.He remembered signing it, agreeing that it was wise to protect Prue’s trust fund and the optional shares she had in Daddy’s business. Peter didn’t care, back then. He’d had his own plans and his pride – he would be his own man, not needing the help of the father of his wife.He also recalled that the prenuptial didn’t say anything about causes. Finally she was able to scream a single coherent phrase, “Fuck me!”That did it. This time Brad really unloaded flooding her vagina that by then had been stretched to the limit in both dimensions. When he did, in spite of the gigantic plug in her pussy, his semen and her syrup — both stained with her virginal blood — were forced past the plug to flow down her thighs onto the bed.When he unloaded, Brad almost blacked out. As it was, everything went gray for a moment but he retained consciousness.. Kelly seemed to be okay with all this, almost excited. The man moved into the van and dropped his pants and mounted Pam and started to fuck her. A couple of other guys walked up and stood beside us and watched this guy bang Pam. A few minutes and the man got up off Pam and pulled up his pants and walked away. I could see the man's cum in Pam's pussy as another man moved in to fuck Pam. Another man on the other side of the van put his cock in Pam's mouth. My pussy started to tingle and get wet. I only managed about three or four more times like this before feeling my pussy erupt on him, squeezing hold and shaking over him, crying out. I grabbed my breasts, twisting my nipples until I was struggling to hold myself up and finally felt myself leaning against the window. I was clamped on his pulsating cock, so he held my hips and thrust mercilessly into me. I told him to stop and he pounded a dozen-or-more times into my dripping cunt. I cried out at the intensity, feeling raw… He kissed.