Raising her voice, she called, "Terence!" Yeah?" The answer came from somewhere at the back of the house."I need the bedroom for the girls, Sweetie. G...ab a towel and come out and join the boys for a bit, will you?" Okay." Moments later, Terence arrived, holding a towel before him to mask his erection, but otherwise nude. "Hey." He glanced around at everyone and sidled to a chair."Hey." Lon and Rick responded simultaneously."Come, girls. Terence is trying his best not to embarrass you." Beth led. I gagged hard on him. I gagged so hard he quickly produced a trash bin and I puked my dinner up. He lightly laughed and asked me if that was too much for me to handle. Before he could finish his sentence I swallowed his cock balls deep and to my surprise my gag reflex wasn't as violent.I knew what he wanted. Most top guys like a good deep throat. I held his nine-inch cock down my throat as long as I could. The extreme urge to gag and pull him out of my throat was too much. He sensed my desire. Don took the cane out of its cardboard tube, flexing it menacingly in front of her. By now Becky wasn’t too sure about the next stage at all. The spanking had hurt far more than anything her last boyfriend had given her. She expected the cane would hurt even more.Nevertheless, she pulled her tee-shirt over her head and unzipped her skirt letting it fall to the floor. She stood before Don in just her underwear waiting for his next command. Don was thrilled, the spanking he’d given her had been. You’ve never seen anything like me before. I grinded atop Mistress and Hacksaw as I readied the men at my sides, my lustful strokes becoming urgent pulls as the pleasure burned into my mind. My rectum convulsed with spasms, twitching pathetically in its prolapsed state, clinging tightly to the man sodomizing me. My pussy frothed around Mistress’s ramming member, my petals glistening and swollen between my legs, my womanly channel clenching with the sporadic jolts of euphoria. The feelings.