I asked K to start the music. Claire and I quickly got into a groove, but we really needed more room, then we had. I suggested to Annie to call Mr. Mc...rthur and find out about the dance floor he had gotten for the BBQ.“I can ask Daddy, Charles ... let me call him?” Claire said, getting her phone from her pocket.“Sure Dimples ... go for it,” I said, getting a glorious smile back from her.“Hello, Daddy. This is Claire. Sorry to bother you at work, but the dance floor you had at the BBQ ... Where. I had spread my thighs as wide as I could to help accommodate his girth. With each pounding thrust I started to feel the pressure of my impending orgasm building inside of me. I tossed my head back and saw that the two men were no longer holding my arms. Both men had dropped their pants and were stroking their erections. One of them grabbed my hair and made me accept his hard dick in my mouth. I could barely keep it in my mouth the way I was being bounced on the bed by the large man. Then I. ..surprising myself ......"does the slut need a gag?...i think so........Henk comes to my head again lifting my head by my hair to look, i do not meet his eye. He puts his thick fingers in my mouth and makes me gag on them........."stupid slut, i bet you couldn't even deep throat me could you slut?" he taps my cheek roughly as he forces a hard silicon ball gag into my mouth and tells me not to let it go.i shift my legs to balance myself a little better. 14 i say in response to the blow. i am. “Wait! Please remember to use the condom at least!” I panicked. What he said next stunned me. “Nah, I don’t like em, and honestly I don’t give a fuck if you get knocked up, I want to blow my load inside you. Oh and that thing I said about it not going to hurt cause I would be gently..that was a lie.” He rammed his cock into.