My pussy poured cum all over the boys, and both my ass and cunt contracted around them. But neither one looked inclined to stop any time soon. “Oh,...you’re not getting off that easily.” Josh muttered in my ear. “We’re fucking you until you can’t cum anymore.” I honestly didn’t hear him. I was too hot, too wet, too everything to even comprehend anything besides the thrust of their cocks inside of me. I was still moaning louder than I ever had before as they fucked me mercilessly. My screams. . come on."Terror distorted her features. "Eddie, no, I'm telling you, I'm being good." Angie, you're sick, I'm taking you to a clinic, not hauling you off to kill you."On the way to a 24-hour clinic – one that Eddie had had reasons to use in the past - Angie passed out in his truck.He wondered as he drove on if it might not be kinder to put her out of her misery altogether."Ah, there's the monster I know and love," said the voice inside his head.Eddie looked at the pathetic creature slumped in. I said that I did not want to spoil them. So into a bedroom she led me to discover that she had converted it into an large wardrobe holding an aladdin’s cave of the most beautiful clothes, shoes and all things feminine. Emm invited me to try everything that took my eye. And I did. Finally I became exhausted with taking off and putting on clothes and rested naked on the floor no longer shy of Emm’s touching and looking. We still chatted animatedly, laughing at each others stories, understanding. His hands yanked her head backward by her dark brown curls, forcing her eyes which were now smeared with mascara to look at his face. Christie gasped, “I love your cock, Daddy. I want you to make me your little slut.” She was amazed by the words that poured out of her mouth without thought. Her fingers began working her clit harder and faster as she moaned and bucked her hips forward. Tito flashed that wry smirk again, yanking her onto her feet by her curly brown mop of hair. “You knew I.