She was prone; body open and aching, legs taut and spread as her core trembled with anticipation. “Are you ready, ladies?”A feminine voice sounded...now, sultry and dominant. She could hear the quirk in her lips as she spoke. “Here they come for you. Enjoy.”She felt the vibrations as they moved through the floor. The low mumble of voice and the rumble of pleasure. She closed her eyes, her toes curling, as she waited for the first touch; wondering who it might be, where it might be, did glory. Matt’s defiance was cut off by a heavy punch to the stomach. As his mouth gaped, expelling all his breath and his body lean forward in response to the punch, he felt something enter deep in his mouth.“Seeing how fast your head bowed to take that dick, are you sure you’re not a fag, or do you just like strawberry?” Matt felt something held to is head, “Now, either that cock in your mouth goes off, or my gun does.”Matt knew his choices were limited so, trying to emulate what had been done to him;. I had not thought about the country at all. My whole family were city dwellers as far back as I could remember. I knew nothing about the country. Although that meant it could be fun. The cottage was a small one room house on a ranch. The family owning it didn’t need the extra space and decided to rent it out, for whoever was willing to pay. The rent was not expensive and it was a complete change of environment, so I thought: what the hell, why not? A week later I had packed all my bags and. They started to go faster till I couldn’t hold it back much longer and came. They licked up all my juices flowing out of my vagina and moved away from me. I smiled happily feeling a bit of release. Not long after I felt Jack’s body heat near me again as I felt him lay my head down and open my mouth. I allowed him gladly. I felt him place something in my mouth that meant that I couldn’t talk but also seemed to have a hole in. I guessed that it was in case he wanted any action while he done what.