Where am I? He had no feeling of chest or throat, no corporal response to guide his effort as he tried to form words and push them from his mouth. Th...y just echoed in his mind each time he tried to speak them. Then they throbbed into a primal scream that dropped into a black abyss. Then he tried to shrug and stretch. His terror was renewed when commands to his limbs seemed to dribble off the end of an old wooden pier into an ocean of nothingness. There were no reassuring responses from his. .."I let out a sigh, but do as he wants and flip over on my stomach. Then he grabs my ass and lifts me up so both of my holes are fully exposed. I feel his tongue slide over my wetness, making me moan deep in my throat, and then he wiggles his tongue into my tight rear entrance. "What are you doing?" I groan, looking back at him. He ignores me and shoves his tongue deeper into my asshole. It feels good; then I cannot tell him to stop…I even reach back and spread my ass cheeks with my hands for. In this posture I could not see my wife’s cunt/ tits, but only her big ass. She started to fuck from top. Her boobs were flying now, I checked in the wall mirror.My manhood was occasionally seen from juicy cunt as my wife took control, her huge ass was just spring driven. I observed an atmosphere of female domination. Only one cunt is fucking, but others were showing we are the boss in body language. So, I became wise; lying and peacefully getting fucked. I did not show much drive now. They all. Perhaps we can make a small fire if darkness overtakes us before we find the others, he mumbled to himself.Five miles back up the road, atop a higher foothill at the edge of the timber, the three gathered around the hood of the Toyota to study a back-country map, looking for a possible track around their pursuers."First, we'd better decide which direction those clowns are going to walk before we start trying to evade them," Steve suggested. "I'm going to assume that the chopper isn't coming.