"Watch this, whore," And I shove my finger in your daughter's anus, right before your wife's horror stricken eyes and poke the vibrator hard so your d...ughter's ass reflexively and impulsively expresses the vibrator straight out of her shitter and it drops hard onto the table top BRRRRRRRRR.............The vibrator clatters rolling and I pick it up, walk out from around behind your wife and approach you. "Lift your legs" I order and obediently you lift your legs up and expose your pink anus. I. I let loose of my cock momentarily, just to appreciate its steady throb. Thump. Thump. Thump. I begin again with almost the same method, only this time I keep my thumb just below the head, and I use my index finger to slowly stroke the underside. From the base all the way back to the crown. It doesn’t take long for another large glob of clear pre-come to appear. Again, using the same index finger, I rub it over the head and back to the underside of my cock. Lying there, not moving my arm, even. The crowd was so tight around her she was unable to tell whose hand it was! It moved, stroking gently. Kirstie felt like a prisoner, trapped in a sea of men. It was as though the press of men had conspired to pin her in position giving her groper a free rein. She couldn't believe this was happening. Who would dare?The hand was gentle, soft, warm. It stroked in circles. Her nipples stiffened. Kirstie cursed her body for betraying her. She shouldn't be aroused by a stranger's hand. It was so. At the same time, though, his actions began with more awareness and confidence. He pulled nearly all the way out before pushing smoothly back deep into me until his hips smacked my ass. I tightened the muscle as he pulled back and released it as he thrust back in.“Lean over me and use my body … however you want. Squeeze my breasts, pinch my nipples, stroke my clit and pussy … anything … touch me … grope me anyway you want.”It was like I had unlocked something within him. He rested his chest.