He can fuck me. I'll fuck his balls off and let him dump everything he has into me. I enjoyed it last time, and I may just enjoy it again." So we pump...d another drink or two into Margaret - Stacey wouldn't drink any more - and after another hour we left. On the way home, I got her pussy hot, but I felt she was a little detached. She'd often glance back at Robert while he was working on Margaret.When we got home we went to our respective houses. Stacey was quiet and didn't get undressed for me.. “ohhh lord, I have sinned” she cried as she johns cock and smashed it against the side of her face with an almighty slap. “It’s so fucking big” she kept saying, then she took off her rosery beads. It took John a moment to see what was happened but when he saw he almost blow his load. She had taken his dick back in her mouth and was now using her free hands to stuff the beads up her arse, one by one until the crucifix was just dangling outside of her arse right by her cunt. She took out his dick. After some good fucking, he cummed inside me. He shot a load of cum inside my ass and stayed there with his cock still inside me. I could feel the hot cum. Then he pulled his cock out and put my underwear back on. He wasn’t finished yet.He turned me and took my cock in his hand and jerked it slowly. Then he kissed my lips one by one. He placed his both hands on my two nipples while kissing.After some time, he went down and took my cock into his mouth. It was loaded with precum on the tip. He. "You're not supposed to fuck me," I cried. "I'm not supposed to cum!" Shut the fuck up, you little queer," one said. "We know what we're doing."In fact, these men did not make me cum or fuck me. But they tortured me so much I could only wish I was getting fucked.They ran their big hands all over my body. They caressed my balls. They pinched my nipples. They licked my thighs. Someone squirted a whole tube of KY jelly up my rectum, and they laughed as some of it oozed out and made my bottom slick.