She arches back, pressing her belly up and lifting his weight with her body. With a harsh bellow, she spills her wet cum over his weeping cock.Trembli...g, he lurches over her one last time, then collapses --limp, exhausted... empty-- his face pressed into the wrinkled, damp sheets. He lies motionless. Maybe if he remains still, maybe he can hide from what comes next, evade the inevitable.She doesn’t feel his weight upon her, his warm, slick skin pressed up against her, his once-solid erection. " excuse me, where's your bathroom?" I asked. "Down the hall two doors on the right." Nancy told me. "Thanks." I said as I walked out of the room. As I walked out, I heard the twins mother say "Wow girls, he is cute, one of you should get on him before one of your bitchy friends does." I chuckled all the way to the bathroom. The twins parents knew their was going to be alcohol at this party, but didn't seemed too phased by it. "Remeber girls, if anyone is drinking too much, I want you to cut. ” He instructed. Wendy gripped the straps and ripped the light material, exposing her full heaving breasts. She threw the torn top asides and unbuttoned her tight jeans. With practiced ease, she slid them off while swiveling her ample hips. The room was warm and her body glistened with sweat. Like a sensuous animal, Wendy crawled into the bed and straddled Phil’s body. She rotated her pelvis over his stiff cock as he slapped her thighs with the head. Gently, he placed his thumb on her rigid. Until he began wrapping her head in the tape. If it was possible, the gag was more tightly compressed into her mouth and her head held more rigidly in place as it become one with the posture collar. Her only comfort was the breathing tubes in her nose and mouth. Her world focused on breathing through the pain in her tits and not allowing the panic to overwhelm her since a deep breath with the tight corset, and now double layer of wrapping, wasn’t going to be possible. Suddenly the ear buds.