Their chief targets are boobs and bottoms. Bottom-pinchers are of a class of their own. They stand with innocent looking faces and, taking advantage o... the crowd and the jostle, they move their hands like the tentacles of an octopus. In their hearts, they wish that they had eight arms, because bottoms are available in scores. Yes, their are women who love to be pinched. After spending their nights with work-exhausted husbands, they get the thrill of their lives when some alien hands explore. But being her first time, she choked and gagged. That made us both laugh and helped to lighten the mood a little. I grabbed her by the hips and spun her around so we could both lick and suck on each other.This went on for a while, when Ginger turned to me ans said,"Donny, do you love me?". I was taken back by her question and said, "Do you have any doubt? Of course I love you. I love you more than anyone else." She said, "Good!". She spun around lifted her hips up and brought her pussy down. I pulled in his driveway behind his truck. I got out and walked towards the house stopping to check myself in his truck mirror, it's go time! I walked on the porch and rang his doorbell. He answered the door and smiled "wow!" He exclaimed "nice outfit!" "Come on in." I stepped inside and to my horror there were six other guys there for the game, two which I knew from work. Staying close to Mark we walked in the kitchen and he introduced me to the rest of the guys who I can tell were already. Ashley was groaning too and our deepanimal moans mingled. Janice was screaming, calling me her bitch andher slave. Suddenly, she plunged her cock deep into my ass and held itthere with a firm, steady force. She pushed relentlessly and gyratedher hips, mashing the dildo's balls and her thighs against my asscheeks. I ground against her, hoping to press even more of her cockinto me. I grunted from the effort. Janice was as firm as a wallagainst my pushing. Her superior strength allowed me to drive.