"AHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!" screams the poor husband. "Take it out! Take it out of her! Plleeese! Pleeeese take it out of her!" Why?" screams ...oey, "So you can finger fuck this big ass? No way! She's all mine!"Now the woman's screams turn into low, raspy, guttural sounds as she bucks up and down from the horrible pain. Her loud grunts fill the room as the men become a cheering section for Joey's wicked finger pushing in and out of the pretty soccer mom's asshole.Over her screams and. Santos had one of those pocket flash lights that he used to get a better look at her. I figured that he'd check her out a bit and then come and get my signature. He pushed on the bed a bit, apparently trying to determine how soundly she as sleeping. Santos then glanced over at the balcony and began walking towards it to I assumed get my signature. But rather than opening the sliding glass door, he instead peaked through the small crack that I had just moved away from and pretended to be totally. .. I don't suppose you'd favour us with... ?" He left the rest unsaid.Vikki though, knowing what the request was, didn't disappoint. She held up her skirt for a full twenty seconds allowing them all to gaze closely on and briefly pat her sweet pussy. She smiled and said, "And if you want to see it some more come to the supermarket, me and some of the girls are wearing almost nothing at the checkout and when we're bending or climbing a three up three down ladder to stock the shelves."He smiled. "Look, you want it. You're little clittie is begging for it. Now," shebegan to finger my crack, "let me see that tight, little pussy of yours."Pippa forced her when in. I cried out as she thrust and heaved, thatmassive cock probing me. My own penis was stiff, but my erection subsidedas she pushed more forcefully. I buried my head in my pillow to muffle mycries."You're going to learn, Kirsten," she said, emphasising each word with apowerful thrust. "You are our toy now."I cried as she continued..