How the little instrument managed to stop vibrating just as Cindy came close to cumming was not something she could contemplate in her current torture... state.She was panting, the tight ropes around her middle making it hard to breathe, and her body was covered with sweat. She could smell it, as well as the strong scent from her intensely stimulated pussy, and it only added to her arousal -- and torment. It was a delicious torment though, and Cindy loved every minute of it.She had no idea how. I have 35C breasts, which are just big enough to be fun, not as big as Lori's 38Ds. Lori kept hers wrapped up in tight spandex so she didn't jiggle too much in front of the fans. After rinsing, Lori said she was getting out too, and I soaped up and rinsed off quickly. I stepped out and used a towel that Nancy had left and then headed out of the bathroom.Hands grabbed my arms and I was scooped up and carried towards the back of the house."Hey! What's going on? What're you doing?" I yelled,. The first guy is still fucking her baby pussy from behind. He has pushed in all ten or eleven inches of his cock now and is bottoming out on her cervix with each forward thrust. She tosses her head, groans with pleasure, spits out the second guys cock, and screams, "OH GOD BABY, YOUR'E SOOO FUCKING DEEP... YEAH... OH GOD YEAH... NOW FUCK IT IN AND OUT... DEEP STROKES... LEAVE THE TIP IN AND SHOVE IT IN DEEP!!!!... LONG SLOW STROKES... OK FUCK ME BABY, FUCK ME!!!... FUCK MY BABY PUSSY!!!... GOD,. .. I like it." He rumbles in that deep voice. "Rest. I am not done yet." He leaves the bedroom and shuts the door behind him. I sit there dumbfounded for several minutes before I defiantly decide to dress and leave. As I am dressing I start to feel dizzy and the feeling just continues to get worse no matter how slowly I move. Determined to get away from this intense stranger I make it to the door only to find it locked. Tears of frustration course down my cheeks as I return to the bed and sit.