“I didn’t hear your answer?!” Max demanded.“Yes, I’m not allowed to cum,” Becky said in a lifeless, robotic voice. She has switched pretty...much into half autopilot mode somewhere around the time when the tie was put around her neck or the first cock was shoved into her throat.She was somehow back on the sofa, carried or marched she couldn’t really recall. Neither was she aware, which man was filling her mouth with a thick cock and which one was ready to go to pound town in her cunt. But she was. Ryan and Derek teamed up with Jenna and Kerri, and Chad and Matt were open to be joined by two girls who were also looking for male teammates. Chad was especially fond of this idea as a chance to meet some hopefully-hot new ladies.There were 64 teams, meaning there would be six rounds of play in the bracket, with the eliminated teams having additional games to play for consolation prizes. During the first round, Ryan’s team played a group of 4 Hispanic college students who were very muscular. " Do you think it would fit me?" I asked."I don't know. You're a man. Can I ask why you might want to buy a wedding dress?" I just like to feel pretty, that's all. I have a collection of wedding gowns." Er, well, I guess it doesn't matter to me. I can't guarantee it'll fit, though. Do you have cash? I don't really want to take a check." Yes, I have the cash right here. But I'm not sure I want to buy it if it doesn't fit."By this time, most of the women at the rummage sale had tuned in to what. I included Carl in our kidnap games, sometimes as often as once a week. During the games, Carl was allowed to bind, torment, and fuck Rebekah as much as he wanted. His cock was no stranger to her mouth. Carl even wanted to date Rebekah, I but I did not want that. Rebekah was my lover, and my sex slave, and I wanted it that way. Rebekah wanted the same thing. She was a willing participant in our kidnap games, but she wanted to be my lover, exclusively. On this occasion, Carl's parents were.