I just had to have more."Get on with it." was all I replied.With an even bigger grin he pulled back slowly and that was all my bodyneeded to move on t... higher plane of sexual ecstasy. I must have been aquite a sight, my skirt rucked up, sheer nylons laddered, legs heldspread, panties pushed to one side of my open arse that was impaled bya huge black cock.The two lads who were holding my legs had freed their hard cocks fromtheir shorts and while one crammed it past my lipstick lips and into. " she replied wickedly.With that, I bent down and resumed kissing her while my hands explored her body again. This time, I went straight to the point and found my hands at her sweet spot. She moaned in my mouth as I started playing with her labia, flicking and pinching it. I inserted one finger and immediately felt her tight vagina walls closing it. I was going to comment on how wet she was but decided not to ruin the mood and continued fingering her, gradually adding more and more fingers. I. I imagine every girl does.I suddenly remembered that my mother had left her vibrator in the night stand next to her bed when she left. I decided it was time to find out what a boner in my ass would feel like. I pulled up my panties and ran into my mother's old room and got out her vibrator. It was a big brown one 10 inches long in the shape of a big dick and it turned me on just to have it in my hands.Returning to my bed, I started to wonder if the big hard vibrator would fit into my tight. “Help! Help me!”She definitely heard it that time. A female voice was calling out for help from the darkness of the alley. The odd thing was… the voice almost sounded like it was coming from deep within a tunnel. Or a hole. It was so distant and echoey. This seems like a trap. Joyce resigned herself with continuing on before she was frightened by a much louder scream of terror.“Hello?” Joyce called into the alley. “Are you okay? Should I call the poli-““HELP! HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”Joyce.