..!"I replied, the desperation creeping into my voice.My hands were now gripping tight a clump of the duvet by the sides of his body.I must have got a...bit too enthusiastic when I dug my nails into him as we both looked down at his chest to see just a little pinprick of blood. He pulled me to the side of him, making me get off him as he then stood up to look in the mirror.I stood up too. He wiped the little red dot off his chest with his thumb as I kicked my boots off.As he stood with his back. It was cold and was being rubbed all around my thighs…touching my cock and balls and all around my ass…..going up between my ass cheeks and targeting the hole.. It was pretty cold and thick. I could feel my ass expanding to accommodate it.It was pushed in and out in and out in and out for sometime. I think the fingering episode made my hole little flexible enough to accommodate this thing. The squeezing and mild spanking also continued all along. I felt too horny. After some time they turned my. This round was going to really turn up her heat, but he needed something to get her to the next level. Then it hit him. “Hmmm, let’s see,” Dave mused out loud, “we need something interesting in the event Barb loses. Something equivalent to the loss of an article of clothing. Hmmm…how about a spanking? Say, one swat for each ball you leave on the table?” Tim’s jaw hit the ground. Richard got a huge grin on his face. And Barb’s breath caught in her throat. She couldn’t imagine what. ............... I am past caring.In the taxi he does his usual trick of showing the black taxi driver the pictures and video on his phone and inviting him to stop and do the same to me if he likes, I always hate this bit as I am not drunk; sometimes they laugh it off and drop us in town................sometimes they take Simon up on the offer and I get fucked, or cum on, or sometimes depending on what video he has shown them made to drink their piss. This time the driver ignores my pleading.