"I glanced around the room, "fuck Mrs. Goodall first and Peter and Paul you fuck her as well."A thought came to me, "all three of you fuck her at the ...ame time!" Mrs. Goodall, fuck them!"Mrs. Goodall crawled across the room to Mr. Stead, he was removing his shirt and she unfastened his trousers, pulled them and his boxer shorts down and gave his dick a quick suck.I was still banging in to my mother's arse as I watched Mr. Stead lay on the floor, Mrs. Goodall knelt over him and eagerly lowered. "You must be very uncomfortable, we must make you feel better, and I know just how to do this," she said. She reached up to undo his belt and pants, and the guest was quick to help. As she pulled his pants and underwear down, his cock sprang free. Admiringly, she gently took it in her hands. She curled her fingers around his shaft, and stroked him, increasing the pressure of her grip as she approached the head of his cock. She milked him, her thumb pressing firmly along the underside of his. She must have felt that as well as her hands left the sides of my head, slid down my broad shoulders, down my sides and onto my hips, still deeply, passionately kissing. She loosened my belt, undid my pants and dropped them to my knees. She reached around and lowered my boxers as her soft hands found their way to my hard waiting shaft. Stroking me in rhythm to our deep kisses.. She broke off our kiss, looked me deep in the eyes and said, "please cum quick... I want to taste you so bad" as. My hands and arms are bound together behind me, my ankles are bound to each other as well, and finally the bindings at my wrists and ankles are tied together forcing me into a hogtied position. I hear the men talking low to each other, destroying my phone and clothes completely throwing them into a small portable bbq pit and lighting them on fire. Before my consciousness completely fades I feel something placed around my neck and hear it click into place, the man standing over me telling me.