“It’s just somethin’ special to Bidby Hills.” He grabbed my ankle and started cascading the trinkets against each other. “Pretty thing, ain�...�t it?”“Pretty.” I felt like he was teasing me with his hand where it was. I couldn’t think of anything but the other places I wanted it.His fingers tickled my calf. “As for what it does,” he began, stopping to wind his tongue around my big toe, which made me tingle all over. “Well now that’s somethin’ I like to keep between me an’ the boys.”Suddenly, he. Pandora panted through the sharp pain of being stretched. Grunting, as he tried to push a fourth finger inside her ass, she pushed back against his hand, until his hand was buried to his thumb. “Fuck! I like your slutty style,” Jack said pulling his hand out of her asshole. Pandora’s ass fluttered. She felt so empty, but for only a second. A warm blunt object pushed against her lax asshole. She felt Jack wrap his arm around her hip. His fingers found her clit and pulled on it. His cock. You spat out that cock and started fucking back into me as you drew the other one into your mouth.This poor guy was so over stimulated I swear he came in your mouth as soon as he felt your tongue touch him. You drained his seed and then continued to suck at him hungrily. I don’t know if you were determined to get every last drop, if you were disappointed he was so quick and wanted more, or just what. I don’t think you even knew you were so overwhelmed with lust.The next thing I knew you spat. Marcus has made a decision. The crowd goes silent. Mr. Marcus has decided to pick the modest wife that does not want to show her superb titties, gorgeous ass, or succulent pussy to him. I can see panic in my wife's eyes as she is whisked away by two buff barkers as the stage goes dark.The MC said that, "There will be a brief intermission until the stage gets reset which will include a large movie screen so the audience can get a better view, especially of the penetration, eruption of Mr..