On the verge of orgasm I pull on his arms. Come to me. Don't let me die in your arms. Lust and blackness engulf my vision. I feel him pull back, final...y, moments before my surrender. He sits astride the coffee table, creating distance between us. His proud, protruding member is hard and thick. I lick my lips, crawl on my knees towards him but fail to take the meat in my mouth. Instead we exchange sticky kisses, he tastes of sweat and me. It's exhilarating. I waste no time beginning to slide my. When I put on the Ashley costume, that sealed me inside theBrittany costume permanently. There's no going back now. I am stuck thisway--permanently." What about zapping another guy?" Brad suggested."That would work," Brittany said with a loud sniffle. "Oh God--" shelooked down and saw the gun on the floor, soaked with spilled beer. Inall the commotion, she hadn't seen it happen. She picked up the gun andattempted to dry it off, but it seemed to be shorted out, likely beyondrepair. Brittany. He is a very tall and very well built man. He circles around her several times, gazing at her like a beast in the market. He pinches her nipples which proudly stretch the fabric of the nightgown.“Take off her stockings and shoes and put her in the cage,” he orders Jake after a long silence. Since that moment she’s been there, suspended from the ceiling in a small cage she barely fits in, her hands tied behind her back and her ankles chained. After a while, she hears the roar of a helicopter. A short moan escaped my mouth. The others looked at us. It all felt natural for them.I could also see Ajay, Kishore, Sandeep, and Sunil doing the same. I kind of started getting warm seeing them and also because of Vimal’s hands on my cock. I reached out and held his cock as well.We continued talks, drinks, and shagging. The chill weather added to the thrill. While doing this, I spilled some beer on my body which trickled down to my cock. Vimal looked at Ajay and said, “He spilled the beer..