There was nothing she could do. She felt the cocks inside her, hard and throbbing, in and out, their testicles slapping against her body, again, again...and again. She realized that she was completely losing herself to their blind lust, and could not rein in her repressed desires. Through half closed eyes, she looked at Doug and Mark, their eyes closed, jaws clenched, oblivious to everything except the pressure building up inside them screaming for release. The stimulation of her breasts, cunt. .. so I looked. She just laughed and flashed a knowing smile."Oh yeah, I caught you two looking over at us at our table; whispering shit to each other ... That dude your old man?" she said, looking up at me with an amused grin. I felt my face flush again. I was sweating. Christ, it must be a hundred degrees in here. I just smiled back at her trying not to show how buzzed I was. Tearing off a wad of paper from the roll, she wiped, stood tall, and slowly pulled her pants up. Hmm, No underwear .... And he hugged me. I involuntarily put my hand around him. He was encouraged and hugged me firmly pressing my boobs. Then he kissed my on my cheeks and then lips. I was not very much comfortable with lip kissing to a stranger. He could understand that and he kissed me back on my cheeks. When he kissed for around 30-40 times and bite me I said “I am afraid that there will be red marks on my cheeks”. He said “No problem honey, my wife also gets red mark so I kiss her more on her tummy and he bent. We went up to his room and hatched a plan to get her in and set to work. "Helen" he called (not her real name)"What is it, I'm reading","Come here" he said "I have something for you".She came into his room and Steve was behind the door waiting for her. He grabbed her and pulled her to the floor and I grabbed her legs. Needless to say she started to scream and kick so we all had to hold her down and Steve gagged her mouth with some pants whilst Peter and I struggled to get her knickers off her..