Wench, undress his lordship, quickly now! Well don’t just stand there you simple tart!’ ‘Yes milady,’ she moved quickly to remove his clothes ...lacing them on a kitchen chair. They embraced and kissed while walking to the living room. Trevor stopped looking back at us. ‘Cooper, take Linda’s luggage upstairs and help her get settled in the spare room.’ ‘Yes milord,’ that was the first words I had been able to speak. I picked up the luggage and she followed me upstairs carrying Trevor’s clothing.. I moaned as my mouth began sucking and licking it but then J.C being underneath me did too but then he had a mouthful himself. So my tongue flickered against his pre-cumin head of his cock for a bit and then I took it back in my mouth and deep throated it. Meanwhile underneath me J.C had my cock, my balls purring with his mouth and tongue when he started to play with my ass. Before I knew it his tongue was licking and punching my asshole. My mind went crazy as our heat began to swell...I. I dip the tip of my finger into your ass, I am feeling the stretch of my muscle around my invading finger. Gently I thrust the tip into my ass, fucking my ass slowly. I am feeling my ass clamp down on my finger. With my other hand, my fingers manipulate my aching clit. My anus stretches with each thrust of my finger. I moan and then whine about badly I want to cum. My pussy is fevered, wet, and wanting more finger fucking. I let the room hear my lust and desire and probably the neighbors as. I was so scared and it hurted so bad that I didn't know what to do. All I did was just scream, cry, and yell for help, but I couldn't even do that because he covered my mouth. It felt like my vagina was getting shoved by a watermelon and that it was worst then getting my heart ripped out. There was nothing to compare it to than of how much it hurted to be fucked by my own dad's fat, long, and hard cock. Even getting burned alive or tortured to death alive wouldn't hurt as much as getting my.