“You’re so wet too.” He took no time in stroking my entire pussy with his tongue. I groaned as the incredible feeling took over my mind. “God ...ark, I love your tongue.” I said. “Oh don’t stop.” Mark didn’t stop he continued to pleasure me by shoving his tongue as far into my twat as it would go, The sounds his mouth made against my pussy only heightened my pleasure. “Yes, yes, Mark,” I groaned as I gripped one of my nipples, my orgasm was close and I was ready for it. Mark grabbed my thighs. Charlie's parents were off to the Scottish Highlands on vacation and no one was home except Charlie and Wendy. So he stared frankly at her ill-fated situation and decided what to do with her to achieve his reasonable goals. "Turn around and cross your wrists!" he commanded."What?" Just do it and quick!" I want to go-o home!" Seeing her frightened and pathetic response of cries and a light tapping of her fingers against his chest, Charlie aggressively grabbed her shoulders and roughly twisted. “You guys are… something.” “We keep going, oui?” Nicolas chimed in. They kept going, for the next hour, at least. She gave their cocks more of her mouth, they gave her pussy more of their mouths, and they revelled in rubbing of their hands all over Cassie’s pert young body. And more pounding of their cocks into her pussy—one cock at a time—from one position after another. Both men came two or three more times each. Cassie, five or six, at least. She lost count, before she nodded off into the. I had been slapped by the three of them once or twice before and did not relish the thought of going through that again. From past experience I knew that the sexual copulation would be rough and brutal, and if we were in what they considered a safe place it would be numerous and consistence till they were satisfied. I knew I would have to endue their initial release of their substance and then their bravo of their sexual posturing. Charlie would try to embrace me and engage in dastardly.