Tom can actually see her stomach expanding as she chugs the cum. “Ah!” Tom accidentally lets out a sharp breath as he cums onto the...wall of the shack, and immediately all five woman stop, and look directly at Tom. Tom's cock suddenly hangs slack, and he pisses himself. He tries to pull up his pants quickly, and glances down for an instant, but when he looks back up the women are gone. “Gotcha Tom.” Says the long, dark haired one, grabbing one of his thin arms,. Finally, it ends and I still haven’t come. I start to get up. “Stay there.”“Okay.”I lay on the drenched bed naked and a little bruised. The train leaves and goes to the living room to revive. I’m still at the edge and unconsciously stroke myself. I drink a couple of bottles of water. In about half an hour, they return. They are all naked and their cocks are starting to harden at the sight of me, a naked girl with large breasts soiled and bruised by their actions. They pump their cocks. She stopped in front of me and put her gloved hands on her hips and gave me an appraising look before saying 'l believe that this is my dance' and without waiting for an answer grabbed my hand and led me onto the dance floor and thenmoved in close to me, l noticed that she had led me to the dimmest part of the dance floor l asked about her husband and she just laughed and replied 'He's getting drunk with his cronies at the bar and they're all bragging about their rugby teams'Gill wandered off. ''Yes.' There was a gentle knock at the door and the maid re-appeared carrying a tray with teapot, jug, cups, saucers and a plate of biscuits. Was this really Liz's husband Paul? I was fascinated as he glided across the room and carefully bending his knees put the tray down on the coffee table.'Shall I pour, madam?' he asked.'Yes, please, Caroline.'Caroline picked up the teapot and started to pour the tea. I watched transfixed, hoping Liz wouldn't think I was staring. 'Sugar, Miss Simmons?'.