It’s no use, there isn’t a shred of dignity preserved in me. I have his piss in my hair, on my face, in my eyes (despite trying to hold them tight...y shut), in my mouth, on my breasts. I am totally and completely degraded and abused. By men my husband brought to my home and charged for raping me. And finally, the last rapist is at the end of the rope. The sight of his friend showering me in piss, accompanied with the way my tight anal sphincter must be still squeezing his cock, he is finished.. I think I like him too.”“Is there much more to tell?”“Yes. There's lots more.”“Come to bed with me and tell me there?”I knew that I should be shocked, but after all the shocking new experiences of the weekend I just went along with mum's suggestion. I took off my shirt and followed her to her bedroom and her bed. We cuddled together and mum asked me to continue.“After dinner on Saturday night Reg and I DPed the other girl, then we all went to sleep in their enormous bed, cuddled up together. In. "I still remember the first time I sucked Jill's pussy for her, after my orgasm.She was aghast. Her eyes flew wide and she screamed,"No, it's too messy. But please don't stop! I can't believe I'm cumming already!" Then she came and I knew we were both was hooked from then on.That was wild, but this was raw, unleashed sex.You could tell that Donna needed this orgasm. She hadn't received oral sex in years, and had definitely never seen a man eat her pussy when it was full of semen. Donna was. Harriet’s look fell on the other woman. She, too, was of good height, slender like Harriet, but with straw-coloured hair. She had a very pretty face, only marred by a slightly crooked nose, but her eyes were of an impossible violet-blue.Harriet dismounted and handed the reins to a groom. She approached the two women, wondering about the reason for this visit.“Lady Carter?” the black-haired woman asked.“Yes, indeed,” Harriet answered.“I am Lady Colton, of Dublin, and this is Miss O’Shaunessy. We.