Slowly I got up and made my way to Hillary's bathroom. My reflection told the tale. My hair was matted with girl cum and I saw scratches and light bru...sing on my tits. My back also had nail scratches on it and I saw my ass cheeks were still red and felt tender from all the spanking. I was simply a fucking mess. Moving over to the bathtub I turn on the water and filled it. I noticed some strawberry scented bath bubbles and poured it in. Soon I was immersed in hot water and bubbles as I stretched. We hadn't played together in some time, but when I spoke with him about the prospect he was into it. So I sent him a text and he said he was free for a couple hours and could come by. I texted him Carla's address and he was there about 10 minutes later. Marc is 42, about 5'8", 160 pounds, solid build, he's moderately hairy, has a very nice, 7" cut cock that he keeps totally shaved. We were all a little nervous when he finally showed up. I introduced Carla to Marc and he sat down on the. I found my target. Annette had another guest. They looked as if they had just returned from a night on the town. He was in a suit. She in a long gold sheaf dress, her hair arranged in a sophisticated style atop her head. They embraced at the door. I took a quick peek inside her mind, eager to see what she had planned for the evening.The Aphrodite-like image of her sexual avatar was all ready in control of her mind. I let the situation develop on its own, watching her give her date a long, deep. He felt like a child being picked up, and it was only normal for him to expect to be plopped down on the giantess’ lap.What actually happened was that, instead of being sat upon them, he was pulled between her thighs. Then something deliciously soft and warm surrounded his enormous penis, and Jack stopped thinking about what it was like to be a little boy being picked up by a big person.His teeth rattled in his head as he was violently shaken. It took him a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t.