“Sorry,” Sally said as we sat and leaned against other, sweat running off use both, “What next,?” I said. More drinks came, some food, all han...ed over by guys with semi-hard cocks hanging from their pants, as they walked back to the crowd, their knobs would be tugged, by partners or whoever. The old girls now drunk and some smoking weed were allowing fingers to roam into their cunts or their arse cracks, some had many fingers from different hands probing their old loose holes. Most had their. I killed her, just as sure as the sun shines. But then, how then is she still standing and breathing?If I didn’t kill her at the farm did I end someone else’s life?No. It was Susan. I know it.I killed her with a knife.And then it hits me. Perhaps this is the true power of Hell; its ultimate torture. Maybe I’m doomed to kill or be killed only to come back to life and relive this torment over and over again? My resilience in surviving might be used against me. Maybe this blessing, this longing. ”She smiled up at him mischievously and gave his cock one last squeeze before removing her hand from his shorts. She spun around slowly, knowing he was aching to see her bare ass. When her back was to him, she cocked her head back, looking over her shoulder as she shook her butt at him.“Damn,” Jack groaned in appreciation and smacked her lightly on the ass. He pulled his shorts down low enough to free his cock, and pressed it up against her ass cheek. Maya shimmied back against him, and then. The Magician took his place on the sofa but still he didn’t give I what I so desperately wanted – his cock remained in his jeans. The stranger was behind me now and he had the dildo pushed deep inside me. Knowing I was perfectly happy The Magician left the room and let his friend fuck me with the toy. He had a different rhythm to The Magician but it had the same effect, every movement building on the pleasure of the last and lifting me closer to another orgasm. I was new to penetrative orgasms.