I could feel two dicks sliding roughly into both my holes, as another silenced my moaning with his cock. I could feel warm breath panting into my ear....I could sense the man fucking my pussy was close to cumming. I could feel the throb that only a cock fit to burst can make. I could feel the pre cum shooting into me. With a drawn out yell of “OH FUUUUUCK” he pulled out and released all over my pussy lips. “None of you actually go inside of her. That's my spot.” Tom said possessively jerking. I felt so full. How could there be more cock?“Almost there,” he whispered in my ear. “No...” I whimpered, not in protest, but because I couldn’t imagine how I could be penetrated any further. He jerked his hips violently and penetrated me to the balls, hitting my cervix and thrusting his tongue into my mouth at the same time. I gasped as the fucking began. It started slow and sped up very gradually. His tongue expanded and stroked the inside of my mouth in time with his phallus. I could make. I don’t know if he knew the layout of my house, but I guess he didn’t care. We walked past the hallway where the cabinet was and he kept on going straight to where the living room was. He paused at the threshold to pump in me some more then continued to move until he found my loveseat and slowly deposited me there, careful not to break our fucking connection. “Baby, you have no idea…” he moaned after he broke off our kiss. “All those chats and phone sex…fuck, I never wanted you so bad,” he. Slamming on the brakes as a car cuts in front of them, his mother can only sigh. Looking around traffic has nearly come to a halt with almost everyone trying to fight for a better position in line. ‘If only people would take their time and work together, things would probably go smoother,’ thinks Spencer. For only eight, he has a lot of insight and ideas. Where he got it from his mother could only wonder. Of course what she didn’t know or anyone for that matter was he saw things that no one.