Sadly, I knew what he meant. He didn't bother acting like he was searching me; he went straight to handling my tits, squeezing them and pinching them....It didn't feel good; this wasn't my game anymore it was theirs ... He put both hands under my dress and pushed me into position. He said, "We know you like it and we know you want it so just get ready for it". I pleaded with him to stop, that I didn't want to play this game, but he wouldn't. In fact, he made it clear that if I didn't let them do. He could feel how wet her body was from her sweat, and maybe also from some water."You better start talking now, I'm not sure you will be happy when I increase the setting of that device even more."Petra lifted her head and looked at him. She looked him straight in the eyes, still breathing rapidly and said, "I don't know anything!" and dropped her head again.To her surprise, she could feel how his hands went over her tummy, and it almost felt like his fingers were trying to rub the hurt away.. Her attentions had moved on by then, and she'd carefully taken my cock in both hands. While her thumbs slid up the lower surface, pulling the loose skin over the shaft just a little, her fingertips were dancing on the opposite side, pressing and sliding, gathering my full attention. Her fingers milked still more liquid from the tip of my cock, spilling gently over both of us, and she used the lubrication to my advantage, forming her hand around me, and sliding it quickly up and down the shaft,. We were lesbian lovers, or I thought we were. Turned out, Bianca was just “passing time” with me. I left her in Vegas getting double-teamed by a pair of meatheads. She wanted me to join.Disgusting.“So...” Janet rubbed at her head. “You’re having Alison lick your pussy.”“She loves it,” I groaned, shivering as Alison’s tongue slid through my pussy lips. “Right?”My brain tingled.“I do,” Alison moaned, her voice so thick with disgust. “I love Mom’s pussy, Janet. She made me love it. She’s.