My fingers run through your hair as you take another long, slow lick. Mmm, that feels amazing. I feel a finger slide into my wetness as your tongue fl...cks at my clit.. then another fingers probes, my hips thrust to meet your movements. "Yes, mmm. You are so fucking good at this," I pant breathlessly. I knew that you would be. But ... Wow.I tremble, my cunt pulsates and throbs as I orgasm. I bite my lip to stop me from screaming as loud as I need to, but I fail, I can't suppress the pleasure you. They weredressed in ragged old dress clothes. My wife rose outof her stupor to ask what we were doing here. I told her I wanted to watch her being fucked. Shelooked stunned, even in her condition. I stopped thecar and got out. I opened her door to let her out. Shelooked at me with sad drunken eyes and simply said,“NO!” more pleading then demanding it. I helped her out of the car and began walking her overto where the two men where. As we got closer theynoticed us or I should say. "Emily bailed, but before she did, she leaped back in my room and said,"I love you, Honey Bunny." I blinked in surprise. Then she was gone,off to her bedroom to keep her own terrible secret a little longer.My mind raced, but any thoughts I had of finishing my first homeworkassignments were cast aside in favor of other concerns. I put mypencil in my mouth and rolled over on my back, stared at my beads. Theceiling light shone through them, causing them to dimly glow. Powerbeads? Plastic. She was double-penetrated. She felt absolutely no pain. She was lost again in a sea of ecstasy screaming vulgarities about what she wants done to her. “What number are we on? How many more are left? I don’t want this to end.” she said from behind the blindfold. She heard a woman’s voice comment about how much Deb loved her dicking. “I wonder what else she likes?”Deb felt the sticky touch of the girl’s anus to her nose. She envisioned the girl must have crawled backwards to her face on her hands.