My tits were squeezed and stretched. I began to moan gently at first, gradually louder and louder. I was close to cumming. My body began to shake invo...untarily, an orgasm was near. "Treat my tits rougher, I want to feel pain." My body continued to shake, out of control. Finally, I orgasmed yelling and screaming. We finally collapsed on the bed cuddling and kissing again.After a short break, it was time for the serious fucking to begin. Annie, me, and the boys got up off the bed leaving Emma. She got out of bed immediately too. She walked gingerly to the bathroom, probably as a result of my attentions in the early hours of the morning. Throwing a bathrobe on, I went down to the kitchen, thinking of paying Lynette a visit.Brett was already up and about; when he saw me, he poured me a mug of coffee. The clock on the wall read 11:00."What's the plan for today?" I asked."Yesterday we concentrated on her back," he said, "today; we will devote our attentions mostly to her breasts." I'll. When we started we called ourselves the 'Serial Rapists For Hire', the name change was for something less menacing."You nearly spit up the old coffee you had taken to drinking when you sat at your desk. They're called what?"That's a very. . .odd name." My group is not as menacing as it sounds. Married women come to us when they want children, but for some reason the biological fathers can not be their husbands. When the husbands are sterile, or sick, or the wives just can't stand to look at him. . I'M COMIN' AGAIN! ... Uh! ... Uh! ... HERE I COME, AGAIN! IT'S A MIRACLE! ... HALLELUIAH! ... DEAR JESUS, I'M COMIN' AGAIN! ... OHHhhhh..." With this last final groan of ecstasy, she fainted dead away.Andy caught her as she toppled over onto his chest, and he let her down easy. Her younger sister wasn't so easy on her, though. She rolled the woman off of Andy's chest and announced that it was her turn. She lay on her back and split her legs. "Here, Sport, climb in the saddle an' give me yer.