"Are Gwen and Maggie awake. I haven't seen them?" she asks furtively back at me."I think they are in front of us, on someone shoulder. How are you hol...ing up?" I wonder, these men were moving us at a hard pace."My feet are killing me, I have a dozen scrapes and I don't know what landed in my hair an hour ago," she complains good naturally."So, you are good," I smile at her courage. "Do you have any idea where we are?"I need a plan. I don't have an updated satellite system telling me to the inch. But Barry slid his fingers under the elastic legband and when he touched her delicate pussy hairs and soft cunt-lips she received the strongest jolt of excitement yet. Once more, her resistance ebbed. He violated her moist, heated slit with the tips of his fingers and her brain reeled. Nancy knew she had to but she couldn’t seem to galvanize her muscles into, action. She felt weak and loose. Yet the saline kind of tension she’d felt of late was now building in her nervous system,. Jess got another inch of arm up her ass and groaned with Leslie.Leslie pushed two fingers into Jess as Ron starting a rocking motion with his cock. He banged her hard and quickly shot his load in her. She was close from the excitement of handling Jess and came with Ron bucking against him. That caused her hands to move and took Jess into a huge orgasm. She screamed again and came so hard that she fainted.I knelt down and whispered into Leslie's ear. "Fist her pussy, too. Really fill her up!". Pretty soon, it grew enough to reach the back of her throat, making her gag. Mr. Jones laughed when he heard her gag. “Having fun?” he asked jokingly. He then began thrusting harder and faster. Chelsea tried to back away, but soon was thrown off balance, and her head was slammed into the desk. Mr. Jones just kept fucking her face, as Chelsea whimpered and moaned. After a while, he finally pulled out of Chelsea’s mouth. He ordered her to stand up. “Now, let’s see what you’ve got…” His hands.