I don’t want you to do this” I panted. But rather than push his hands away from me, I squatted down ever so slightly to give him better access to ...y vagina. I knew then, as I am forced to admit now, that my physical actions of encouragement again contradicted my words of discouragement.Standing with my legs apart while squatting slightly to open myself up to my son was difficult and I started to topple forward a bit. I I reached out and balanced myself by placing each of my hands on his. The bitch had bitten him! He still didn't realize that his cock head was now gone, and while in a state of shock didn't feel the knife enter his body.Then the pain hit him like a ton of bricks.He screamed, grabbed his balls, with the knife still stuck in him, and fell to the floor.Blood was spouting all over the floor before any of his friends realized what had happened.One of them had already untied DeeDee and was busy raping her when it all happened and he was stunned to hear his buddy scream. " I looked pleadingly to my husband. Ben undid the bow at the back of my neck and let the dress fall to the ground. He felt my breasts, squeezed my nipples before slipping his hand between my legs. He pinched my clitoris then stuck his fingers into my vagina.My husband came over beside him. "Down on all fours slut." I got down on my hands and knees. Beth came around with a camera and started to film me. Ben and my husband took off their clothes. This couldn't be happening. Not the two of them. She took it in her small hand and moved it around. To my surprise, the feeling sent a shock through my system. Then Steph reached over and did the same. Again my entire body stiffened and an incredible feeling of pleasure filled every inch of me. It felt great. Then I remembered that it was two young girls doing ti and tried to take my mind off of the sensation. I looked up at the ceiling and thought about anything but the fact that two girls were playing with my boner. But, that was all I.