Her eyes neverleft the satin boxing shorts and I continued to let theconstricting shorts drop. A smug smile crept across myface as I stared intently a... the heaving breasts of thewife of my latest boxing victory. Her nipples werepressing against the white silk blouse and her tonguewas toying with the red coated lips. “No, NO, I must go,” she moaned, not to anyone inparticular but more to herself. The boxing shorts finally made their final journey andI kicked them across the room. My. Using her one hand she pinned Verity onto the bed and continued to finger her."Please, mistress," Verity begged. Trying to push into Angela's hand again."No, stop moving!" Angela snapped and pulled her fingers out of Verity. The girl gave a soft sob of distress."Please don't stop," she begged."Do not move and I will continue." But it's so hard." I know but you will enjoy it more, trust me." I. I'll try," Verity said after a few moments."Good girl, let's try this again," Angela said sliding. They were all relentless and didn’t seem to care my throat was making noises, asking for a relief. At some point I felt a long and soft dildo coming in, and hands roughly holding my head in place. It was shoved down so deep and hard that I couldn’t take it. I finally threw up all over the floor and started to cry.- Look what you did, boy! You disgusting little bitch, lick it up like the white pig you areMy head was pushed down on the floor. I started to lick it, but it was disgusting and only. Fortunately, the tension of the moment deflated my dick just enough to keep my shorts from making a tent bigger than the one still strapped to my backpack. He asked, “Sorry to disturb you, but could I possibly join you in camping here? I’ve been looking for a place to camp for hours, and this is the first spot I’ve seen.”I could see that while he might not have been as desperate for solitude as I, he was just as desperate for a place to sleep. The campsite was plenty big, so it would be.