She straddles Brea, a sight so gorgeous giving the national parks a run for their money in beauty. The dildo touches Shauna's pool and slides in like...a hot knife in warm butter. She goes just a few inches in, her mouth gaping wide, like she's ready to take a load from me, I've seen that look before. Brea gently thrusts in and out, forgetting I'm there, which is good for now. I grab my phone and quickly take some pictures not wanting to forget this ever!"Alright, I'm ready."My queue. I walk. Seeing that I still hadn’t cum, she turned around so she was facing away from me. It’s almost a surefire position for me to orgasm in, as I love to see her ass ride my cock, her pussy lips sliding up and down the shaft as she leans forward and rocks back and forth. It felt so fucking amazing, yet I still couldn’t cum! I could only think that Anna had drained me completely and somehow it was inhibiting my ability to achieve orgasm. The frustration was immense. My wife exhaustedly had her third. She was pretty explicit, as you might expect from someone who had been working as a whore that long. She said I could fuck her in the ass, piss on her, tie her up and beat her, whatever I wanted. As aroused as I was, I had to assume that she had contracted almost every STD in the book (AIDS wasn't a big deal yet). I finally consented to let her give me a blow job. Even though it wasn't necessary, she immediately undressed, and I could see that her nipples were pierced and so was her labia, and. .. I've gotta go to the bathroom. Sorry. I'll be right back."The guys, who were all looking at Jess and clutching their forks and knives, mouths watering at the sight of her cooked body, all turn to look at me. A shiver of fear runs down my spine. The guy seated to my right hands me an empty beer bottle. "Here. Use this. We won't watch. It'll be easier than having everyone here get up." Th- Thanks." I take the bottle. They want to keep me here in this room. They know I'll escape if.