A sharp cry of pain from Evan pulled my eyes up.Mrs. Evans held his balls tightly in her hand, and was twisting them. He was impaled on Mr. Diallo’s...cock, and his own erection stood up straight as his mother repeatedly flicked its tip. Tears were streaming down his face.“Are you sure you’re not a bit gay, Evan,” Karina mocked him. “Your cock is just as hard as it was for your sister. No? Just a garden variety perv, then.”A piteous wail from Jennifer drew my attention next. Mr. and Mrs. Coffee. When I was just building to my second cum I realised that Lauras moaning had changed to a shriek as she came again. I could not hold back any longer, I pumped my second load into her cunt. I dont remember anything after that until I woke next morning. I slowly realised that I was sharing my bed with two other bodies. I was on my side spooned against Lauras back. My hand was resting lightly on her breast. There was someone else behind me. His or her arm was resting on my hip and a hand was. There were tears running down her cheeks, saliva was running in large streams from her mouth, down her chin and onto her chest. I wondered if she regretted accepting the suggestion now, but with my own pleasure being first, and foremost, I quickly forgot about her discomfort, figuring she would stop him if he hurt her too much."Even though you say will let me do whatever I want with you Sherri, I, as a gentleman, ask if you have ever had anal sex before, and that I would like very much to put. I also had no idea how Collette would even be able to walk.But then a miracle happened: Dave looked at the holo-image and decidedthat the tits did indeed look ridiculous and reverted then to the samesize as mine. I'd been aching to suck on those tits that would have beenat least three times the size of my head. Once again I felt that familiarshiver of fear I'd encountered so many times in the last few hours. Therewas nothing Collette could have ever done to Dave to deserve what wasgoing to.