Sometimes he stood up. These were the times I dreaded because it was so hard to get his pants done up quickly without making any sound.I was just drea...ing about the feeling of master’s fingers inside me, teasing me, making me beg him for permission to come when I heard the words that started me trembling. “I think that will do nicely. Shake on it?”I stopped sucking immediately and moved my head back to the extent my painful restrains allowed. I pulled up his boxers and his pants and zipped his. He rolled to his left and reached between them.Then he lunged forward. Even from above them, you could tell he was buried deep in her.Wayne adjusted his position. None of them had any practice on air mattresses. Then he began to move in and out. It looked a little arousing, a little indecent, and more than a little ridiculous. He hoped he didn’t look like that, but he knew that -- aside from the belly he could hear slap against Gayle’s -- that he did. Well, they had sworn to no pictures.Gayle,. A scared shiver flashed through me, realizing that they were just getting started with me... Oh god ..what's next I worried.. "Oh she's a fighter" another said laughing, as somebody pulled my head back as far as it would go by pulling me by the hair, while others groped my hanging titties and penetrated my openings with thick fingers. My mouth forced opened in pain, as I felt the whiskey pour into my mouth, causing me to gag and choke. "Swallow it", as more was pored in, more slowly this time. The man at the wheel drove swiftly and expertly. From time to time, Jill studied his head and the back of his neck, and she could see a portion of his face in reflected in the rear view mirror. Garcia, ever the gentleman, had not introduced him to her, realizing her acute embarrassment and distress, and Julio -- called "Hulio" -- was sensitive enough and discreet enough not to look at her directly. Fortunately, Jack Dawson rode in the front seat with him. Julio was not wearing a chauffeur's.