Then I was spread out over the table, unable to move as the masters looked at me with lusty and evil eyes. I knew they came prepared to make this the ...ost pleasurable party for them.After I was tied down, they started. One of them started playing with my balls and the other with my limp dick. One of them got up on the table and sat down on top of my face. I could smell her and I knew she was really wet. She was dripping all over my face and shoved her pussy right on top of my face and asked me. Her name was Olivia. She was a junior priestess of Venus in a local temple. She was around 30, give or take. Her long dark hair was beautiful and silky and her dark eyes were deep enough to drown in. Her breasts were rather big, pushing high and proud on her white toga. Looking at her, one could never tell she lost her husband and her father only two years ago. Lost to those cursed barbarians. Perhaps that is why she was very sympathetic to me.She showed me to my room, saying something along. She felt it press, moaned when it twisted, but couldn't bear it any longer. c***dbirth had been a long time ago, and then she had been d**gged. She yanked herself forwards, away from the invading fist, and knelt on the bed. Mark needed no instruction. He pressed into her from behind, fucked hard and fast, watching her buttocks, now pink and angry, pulse in waves with his thigh-slapping thrusts. Hers was quick, easy. She rose to a brief climax almost as soon as Joey entered her. He wasn't long. When good Arman was realy a nice and cool guy and I loved that part of his. Once we both went to a famous park in early morning, it was a light drizzle when we started but when we parked our car and came out it was actually heavy rain and park was empty, we decided to sit in car, we reclined both the front seats, played nice music and I lay in his arms and we started kissing, passionately, after sometime, whole glasses of our car were covered with mist and we couldn’t see outside, It felt as no.