There were going to be a lot of drunks driving around, including idiot college students away from Mommy and Daddy for the first time on a holiday.Kell... and I talked about it and decided that I would be able to do the interviews on my own, without her holding my hand. My PTSD had improved immensely since seeing Bob and Jose and being able to talk it out with them and a few other guys. I still didn’t consider myself a hero, and probably never would, but I also wasn’t being consumed by dark. But only for a moment. Oh, this was good! He began to ride me, and I moved my ass around, enhancing the feelings that had us moaning with pleasure. He bent over, kissing my back and gathering my swollen breasts in his large hands. On the next inward thrust he whispered to me, ‘Oh, baby, it has been way too long.’ As we reached a plateau, he eased up just enough to hold us there prolonging our pleasure. Our hearts beat out our own music on the romantic tropical night. Before I tired too much, he. " Helena was nothing but their sex toy at this point, covered in one of their cum. And who knows what else she was in store for, likely pussy licking, if not worse. There had to be something done, they could not cum in her pussy. They just couldn't.She struggled with her bonds as her pussy and ass clenched around the cocks, she was nearing an orgasm she knew it, her body was betraying her from all their assaults on her. Everthing was going just as they wanted. It was better than they had. Marcia’s eyes were glued to them and Carrie noticed Marcia noticing. She smiled and put her hands up to her breasts. Marcia sat entranced as Carrie slowly twirled her fingers over her wet nipples. “I have to go and change, want to help me pick out my clothes?” Carrie asked as she slid from her chair and headed to the stairs. Marcia got up quickly and followed. Her eyes were glued to Carrie’s swaying hips as they went up the stairs. She had never imagined Carrie was bi like her, but it was a.