“Did your family come with you?”“They weren’t going to at first, but thankfully Trace Atkins loaned us his RV so Darlene and the kids could co...e.”“That’s right! You opened for Trace on his last tour, didn’t you?”“He would’ve loved to have been here but has some sort of prior commitment with a veterans group in D. C. this weekend.”“So, is that how you found out about our little concert up here?”“Who, Trace? No, it was Sarah,” Josh said, nodding his head back to where the woman in question was. After the second orgasm, he was a sweaty, twitchy mess so I figured he was good with it.I still could not believe what was happening. This beautiful Russian prince was letting me fuck him until he bled. He wanted me to fuck him til he bled. He didn't want me to stop even then. And he was getting off on it. Even when his hand wasn't on his own dick, he was hard while I banged him like a drum.In fact, he only jacked himself when he was about to fire a load. The third time his hand went down, I. Debbie answered it while I remained in the kitchen. I had eaten a sandwich that she had made for me and drank a glass of milk. I was fairly confident I could keep them both down. I heard voices, but I couldn't make out what they were saying as it sounded like they were being careful not to be too loud.A moment later, Christie came into the kitchen, her eyes red from crying as well. I wasn't a bit surprised. She and Diane were the best of friends and it was Diane that had helped Christie in the. Georgina placed the gag into the mouth and I managedto fasten it. My heart started beating fast. Georgina started stroking myalready hardened and wet cock. I knelt down to the floor, forcingGeorgina to kneel down as well. I then managed to get myself on thefloor.I started rubbing myself up and down against Georgina, our PVC pantiesrubbing against each other. Moans of pleasure behind our gags. I startedto rub Georgina's stiffening cock up and down, at the same time, I couldfeel Georgina.