He started backing towards the door but tripped in his heels."Oh no you don't" one of the bikers picked him up pushing him to thegroup of angry lookin... women. "Looks like he still needs practice in hisheels" One of them laughed. Removing the shoes from his feet theyproceeded to squeeze a tube of industrial strength glue inside them andslid his feet back in.They then bent him over one of the tables tying his hands to the tablelegs. Then he saw his fate, each woman picking up their strapons. She did with great enthusiasm – a bit too much enthusiasm as a squirt missed her hands completely and ended up on the floor. “Best wipe that up before we slip on it” she said and whipped some tissues out of the box on the coffee table and cleaned it up – lol.I then went and sat on the dining chair behind us and called her round to stand in front of me. I got her to back towards me and crouch and bend a little, pulling her bum cheeks apart. In front of me was a gloriously bright arsehole. “I’ve. Her big breasts were nearly exposed in the low necked cotton top Gabriella was wearing. Timmy's mouth was near her left nipple, just an inch or so from the spot where it poked into the thin white fabric; His nose and cheek were on her bare skin. Bill could almost smell Gabriella's lovely tits as he watched his son bury his face into them, losing himself in their lovely smell. "Mommy loves her little man, loves feeling her baby against her" Timmy's eyes were closed, his pants were still down. "Mac had falsely assumed that he had finished while she was slumbering and that he had slowed his humping considerably. How wrong she was, and she was about to find that out soon enough.Then, for no apparent reason, Jingo stood still over her. His cock still imbedded in her cunt. Mac was sure that he must have cum while she had passed out earlier. Then she suddenly felt the scalding heat of his cum shooting to the very depths of her pussy."Oh damn!" She exploded into yet another orgasm. "Is.