I told him to stop or I’d scream.“So scream,” he said, “let me hear it, really cry out in pain.”I started to scream. And he kept beating me....Until my ass felt like a bulb left on for hours, a piece of bread just out of the oven. I screamed until my lungs were sore and my voice cracked. I broke down, tears ran out from my eyes into my hair, snot just there on my lip. He stroked himself and walked around me, the occasional tap against my butt cheeks. That’s when he moved to my thighs and I felt. A fifth started to fuck her and she responded by opening her mouth to receive a thick hard dick. The fuck was short and the guy came soon but was immediately replaced by another. She wanked the cocks in her hands and guessed that those belonged to the mouths that were sucking her nipples.She alternated between the two cocks at her mouth until one came covering her mouth and chin with his salty mess. She was turned over now and was soon being spit roasted by two cocks. Again the one in her fanny. My cock had a mind of its own, and began to swell as I was transfixed by her image, obsessed by her beauty and yes, raw sexuality. I dared not move, dared not make a sound lest I be discovered watching her as the lecherous uncle I had become, but I sat and watched. As she turned to rinse the shampoo from her hair she turned her profile to perfection, her arms above her shoulders enhanced her pert breasts and nipples in every detail, her flat abs and the curve of her back above her sweetly. I began sucking harder and with more enthusiasm as John began to harden to his full 9 inch length.“That’s it, sissy! Suck his cock!” She said letting go of my hair and standing back as my head bobbed back and forth on John’s cock. Cara pulled out her phone and began videotaping me working her husband’s cock.She put the phone away and thought for a moment. “Sissy doesn’t apply here, something’s missing. Get up!” She demanded.Catching my breath, I looked up at her. “When I give you an order, you.