It was as if he was psychic, and soon stopped, plunging me back to earth. He did this for quite some time and I was soon literally crying, between the...feelings of his lips and the hands of his buddies.I was a sight, writhing in pleasure and covered in a patina of cum from the older men that masturbated on me while I was in my felicitous state. I am not sure how many of them came on me but I was sticky that was for sure. My jaw was sore by this time and I had a fuzzy taste in my mouth, but soon. Rach began to bounce on the newfound cushion afforded her by the Timmibestowed curves. She slid the moist folds of her dripping pussy up anddown. Smiling more with each strange face her partner made.Faye sat up and grabbed at his girlfriend's midsection, guiding her intoanother position, then another.Then another.When Faye could take it no more, he spasmed. And Rach cried out as shefelt the hot spray coat the inside of the twitching, flexing canal."Ooooooooh!" Rach cried, her voice somehow. "Just stay there, Chrissy," she told me, like she was my mom or something and I swallowed hard. "You too, pervert. Give me that."Jocelyn took the magazine away from Kyle and his dick was still hard, but not mine! I was scared out of my mind, not to mention humiliated beyond anything I could ever imagine. The girl of my dreams had caught me beating off. This sucked so bad!"You got a nice cock," Jocelyn sorta stopped for a second, smiling down at her brother's penis as it stood stiffly from his. It fit snugly around his neck and had a long, thick leather leash attached to it.Bayonetta was also dressed somewhat more simply than usual. She was wearing black track pants with white stripes and a white tank top with no bra. The shirt could barely contain her enormous breasts. Her black latex arm gloves ended halfway up her upper arms and her track pants concealed most of her thigh high latex leggings. The combination of fetish wear and casual wear was pretty odd, but it was a good bet she.