I picked up the lube and started to pour a few drops on her back door. When Angela felt that, she started to struggle, protesting heavily. I chuckled ...o myself as I started to rub her anus with my finger, working the lube around.I poured more lube on and started to press my thumb against her back door. She was squeezing tightly, trying to keep me out as she continued to twist around and protest through the gag. I told her that she had better relax, because she was just going to make it harder. “Daddy?”“What, Princess?”She licked her lips. “Can I see it?”“Oh, no-no-no-no-no.” I shook my head. “I don’t think that would be a—”“I won’t tell anyone!” she pleaded. “Please! I just want to see what it’s like.”“See what what’s like?”“You know. Your ... stuff. When it comes out.”Dude, she doesn’t want to see your cock. She wants to watch you blow your load.I swallowed hard. “You want to see where cum comes from?”I was doing okay resisting her and then she giggled, smiling. “Cum comes from. Get. "Do you want my cock in there, or just more fingers?" he tantalized her."Your cock, please! Fuck my ass, Master Julian," she grunted with desire."Alright, then, slave. Touch your toes, so that your butt totally faces me," he instructed his companion, knowing that she must comply with his whims."Yes, Master!" she answered, as goose bumps covered her entire body.Since Sandy's backside was already well lubricated by the soapy water and prepared by his fingers, Julian had no problem inserting his. With the coast clear I knelt down again and reached back between my legs and took hold of the little white tampon cord, the last thing I needed was to ask someone to reach into my pussy and pull my jam-rag out.I could feel him push and push, then he was inside me and fucking. I could feel him and squeezed as hard as my bodily functions permitted, 'I cant move', he complained, 'you're squeezing too hard', I relaxed a little, to allow him movement, and as he did I realized I had both my hands on.