He was hungry. He pulled one piece of luggage behind him, and had his other bag slung over his shoulder. He held his card key in front of him like a w...apon, ready to stab it into the right door when he finally found it. He was somewhat pleased that he managed to time it where he arrived just after check-in time on a weekday. The hallways were empty save for the occasional cleaning cart blocking a doorway. It was nice and quiet, the only sound a muffled vacuum from behind a half-closed. The fun of decorating your yard, kids running around collecting candy and wearing costumes is better than the other holiday with that fat guy wearing red. You can wear something stupid or something scary as hell. The more realistic the better.This year no one can beat my costume when it comes to the absolute realism of it. Even the flesh on my face would cause a Hollywood special effects artist to vomit. Yep, I got best costume this year and I’m going to use it to scare the hell out of people.. My screams continued for the next while as she fisted in and out of my battered and bruised vagina. It seemed to last forever. She eventually stopped and lowered my body to the ground.I had forgotten about our husbands. They both now stood over me with their cocks in their hands. Ellie held a camera. The two of them started to urinate on me. Their pee found the cuts made by the whip bringing my pain to a new level. My wounds stung as I screamed at them to stop. They eventually ran out of pee. I. “I want to stay,” said Julie.Bob gave them all extra time. Then he said, “Any time somebody wants to leave, just say so. Okay, ladies. The men are naked. Now it’s your turn.”Both girls were shy. It was odd, because suddenly, the fact that their breasts were already bare didn’t seem like such a big deal. Or hadn’t been such a big deal while their father was talking about all this. Now he and Bobby were just staring at them. It was obvious they both wanted to see naked girls. That affected the.