I straddled her from the top and guided my oozing penis into her ass. "let’s fuck" she said and firstly with some slow rhythm Don and myself pushed....With the movement of her body frontwards her mouth slided over Peters cock. "Ok it time to move it up a bit faster" as she stopped the motion for a while, "and try and get me balanced on sensation equally" “Roger Fuck it harder!”she screamed as the penetration is not deep enough. "Oh! My god that’s the way to do it Don, you tearing my cunt. I heard them shouting out their respective number as they came in me, 5, 6, 7.…..15, 16, and 17. I was so lost in my feelings I lost track of the men. ‘Was it fifteen already? Damn it, it is half way over!’ I thought as I screamed another orgasm in to the ball-gag. I no longer grunted in to the ball with rage, I moaned into it in lust.Steve saw this, and removed the ball-gag from my mouth. As soon as I could move my jaw I screamed, “Fuck me, pound me, shove a cock in me, cum in me, do your. She tried to look back at him, but could not turn her head far enough. She heard his zipper. Apparently there wasn't going to be much play tonight. Mark walked around to the front of the table, and unhooked the strap and released the ball. She sucked in warm air. Bordering on choking. His cock was now forced into her mouth. He was bent over her, forcefully shoving two fingers in her asshole. She was starting to enjoy the feeling, when the smell hit her. That familiar sex smell. Pussy. She. Without thought for the consequences, the weather, the threat of discovery, or anything beyond her tremendoussexual need, she slipped out of bed, down the stairs, and out the kitchen door. She did not even pause to geta raincoat or an umbrella, but simply ran across the wet grass and sodden earth to the stallion barn. Herraven hair dripping, her t-shirt soaked through, she approached Thunder’s stall.The storm had kept the great b**st awake. He dipped and shook his head in greeting as she.