“The bastard needs another rap on his knuckles.” I thought angrily. I decided to confront him again. I was about to open the door when I heard the...sound of the telephone ringing. Before I could go out, father-in-law took the call. He listened to the caller on the other side, then said, “Wait for me… I’ll be there soon.” I heard him go back to his room. I remained inside my room waiting for him to return. After a while, I heard his footsteps approaching and then stopping at the door. “Close the. By now a third man had got behind me and kneeling down lifted my ass up causing me to rock forward going deeper onto the cocks buried in my mouth. Easing himself under; he wasted no time slipping his cock inside me. I was already hot and wet and his penis slide in like a hot knife through butter. I muffled a moan as the men on either side slid their cocks back into my hot wet mouth with increased enthusiasm. "C'mon slut, take my cock, and eat it" whispered the man on the right. Their cocks. 3 cars parked near me, some people out already. I read my text, it just says, "Glad you are here Whore, the van next to me is with me, park up between us, not much room but we shouldn't be disturbed, you know the drill, walk to me, don't say a word until you hand the leash over, then say, I'm here as agreed for your use Master, and make it loud, I want everyone know what you are here for" I harden in my cage, which is painful, and now damp, last minute adjustments, perfume, lippy, adjust wig,. “Come on then, let it go, all over me if you want to,” urged Brigitte. I looked into her eyes as she squeezed my cock – hard. In the short space of time, from uttering those words, even I could see that she had become wanton. The horniness in her words matched the urgency of her actions. Her hand pumped my cock a lot faster than it had previously. Brigitte leant into me a little closer, “Come on, spunk in my hand,” she urged. I wanted to. I could see that Melissa wanted me to as well. I even.