Niomi's body was shaking and heaving from the near asphyxia and pain. The thrusts grew stronger and twice Nagura rammed it all the way down her throat...before withdrawing and allowing her to gasp for breath."Ready to fakku, Niomi?" he sneered."Please," she whispered, tears rolling from her eyes, "I've never except with my husband." Then I have something new for you, Niomi, the fakku of your life!" Noooooo!" she cried as he kissed her, holding her nose until her mouth opened so he could tongue. Then the doorbell rang....I was told to go greet Aaron's guests, so with my knees wobbling I slinked off to open the door.Opening it I was delighted to see four handsome guys holding bottles of good liquor and beer, hollering out it's party time!The all felt me up as the door closed making me even more dripping wet than before.Clothes went flying,beers were popped open, shot glasses were filled then emptied, loud music turned on and sissy was told to kneel on the floor with is fuck hole perched. " You look very familiar," Belinda said. "Do I know you from somewhere?"The woman smiled. "Everyone says that," she said. "But no one can ever figure it out when they see me dressed like this and pumping fuel into their tanks. I'm Callie Hashbar." Callie Hashbar?" Belinda said in surprise. "No shit?" Callie Hashbar was a longtime news anchor for one of the primary MarsGroup video channels. She was married to one of the upper echelon executives for MarsGroup."No shit," she said. "Back when the. Amy snapped her fingers and smiled.“Come on dude,” she intoned. “You can’t swim in your jeans.”There was no way I would be able to hide my obvious excitement and my erection. I walked over to the chaise lounge as she unzipped her short skirt and let it fall to ankles and the pool deck. Her black, shoe string t-back panties barely covered what needed to be covered. She reached behind her back and unfastened her brassiere, and then slipped the spaghetti straps down her arms, uncapping her massive.