I feel like I wanted more of it. He started fucking my mouth as if I was a doll. With a bit of anger, I bit his dick and he slapped the hell out of me...and I was half dead. Now the other guy started licking my pussy.I don’t know why but I started loving it and started moaning slowly. They understood that I was horny. They left me free and told me to enjoy, I nodded in silence. They forced me to suck 3 dicks at a time. I was almost breathless doing that.In the meanwhile, my friend came to his. My breathing was quick and shallow now as I could breathe without any restrictions; I hadn’t realised how limited it had been. I relaxed for a moment. My hands were now being untied, and seconds later so were my feet. I felt free, I reached for my blindfold, but as I did my hand was grabbed, and Daddy whispered, “I thought you wanted to be a good little slave for me?” “I do, and I enjoy being your slave, honest,” I whispered to him, trying to work out where he was. It fell silent. Daddy’s. She wiggled all five, tickling my tonsils with the tips of her toes. My tongue slithered and danced all over the arch, the sole, darting between every toe, tasting every inch of her exquisite foot. God, it tasted good, all musky and minty. Though all I could think about was those spit-soaked feet stroking my cock, rubbing and sliding, gilding up and the down the shaft and over the slippery-wet head. I shifted the coffee table, lay flat on my back, tugged down my trousers and underwear and. ''Well, that was stupid wasn't it?' She grinned evilly. 'That just means I'm on top this time. Come on.'She rolled off and pulled me up. We walked out of the camp and onto a bare patch of soil in the moonlight. Letting go of my hand she walked ahead of me, pulling off her tunic before throwing it to the floor. Pulling away her support tunic and with her arm across her breasts to hide them she turned round to face me.At that moment I'd have given anything to get her to drop her arm. And she.