I saw his prick twitch in front of my face. Remember Jim, this was your idea. This was my husbands last chance to stop our game if he was going to, bu... he said not a word. I reached out and put my hand around my prize. After a couple strokes and licking the big drop of pre-cum off the tip, his fuck stick was at full hardness. It was a little longer and a little thicker than my husbands, but not much, at almost eight inches. The rim of the head was a little wider than the shaft and almost purple. "Stand."She stood quickly and tried to smile. That smile would normally melt me in any other situation, it had been what caught my eye when I had first met her at the fetish night club months ago. But now, it had no effect but to make the punishment sweeter. I placed the bag on the time out chair cushion."Sit."She hesitated but sat down, the coldness of the ice making her eyes go wide and her breath catch short."You need to chill the fuck out on the lies and tell me the truth. If you can't. The Doberman at the rear was pushing hard, driving his companion forward and deeper into her pussy. It felt like there was so much sloshing cum and rattling meat inside her that she was about to fall apart, stretched to the very limit that the fabric of her body could hold."You're wrecking me! Ravaging me!" Linda screamed watching the two cocks hammering in and out of her pussy, before collapsing backward as the dogs pushed harder, jolting forward, mad with desire and aggressively contesting. “Remove her clothes” the male on the phone ordered. A simple pull released the bikini top. It fell to the ground and was stepped on by the males surrounding her. Her large firm luscious tits stood straight out. Each one received attention by rubbing, squeezing or being sucked on. Her nipples were sensitive. Hard as little rocks. Pre cum wet cock heads rubbed against her shorts and legs making the tan glisten.Her jeans shorts ripped effortlessly down her legs revealing a little triangle.