The plan was for the first man to hurry onto the roof and clear the way for the second man before the first man could be attacked. This sounded reason...ble, so that was what they tried.The two men climbed up the ladder practically overlapping each other. This made the climbing awkward, but it helped the feelings of both men, so it was worth the sacrifice of speed at the lower end of the ladder. They got to the top and the first man scrambled over the coping as fast as he could, but he kicked his. Master Ted holding my head in place as he rammed his cock in and out of my throat was yelling. “Take my cock bitch. Take it all. Fuck yea you got a great throat.”“You should be fucking her tight ass Ted. Fuck it is so fucking hot.” The black fucking my ass yelled.The guy fucking my pussy was yelling. “Fucking bitch. Fuck you’re a fucking bitch dog in heat. Take my cock in that hot pussy.”They came one after the other as the man fucking my pussy pushed against my hard clit every time he. Our casting director Smita could sense from the throbbing of my temple that an impotent rage was boiling within me, ready to erupt. But being my friend and batch mate, she knew it very well that it was a symptom of the severe headache I was suffering from."You should go home and take rest." She said.I raised my head and glared back at her with my blood-shot eyes. If glares could kill, Smita would have been reduced to ashes in no time. But swallowing my anger, I replied in a tired tone "I don't. "Ungggahh" I moaned as I squeezed my gooey tits and rockedback and forth. Who knew getting your asshole fucked could feel thatgood.My fluids flowed over Hank's fingers as he orgasmed, I had came so manytimes but neither of us were done yet. He rolled on a fresh condom andwe finally commenced vaginal intercourse. The two of us had sex everyopportunity we had but this was the best yet, who says sex suffers aftermarriage? I was drowning in sweat as Hank continued to hammer mywomanhood with his.