I had to reach back with my left hand and grab the guys hand to pull it out saying "No more fingers, no more fingers", "I want a cock!" and that's wan... they wanted to hear! I was quickly bend over even more as guys on both sides of me reached out and began fondling both my breasts, playing with my nipples, more lube applied to my pussyass as I started yelling, "Fuck me!", "Somebody, anybody just fuck my pussyass!" two hands grabbed both side of my hips as I was offered multiple poppers under my. ” I managed to say.“Oh good, it’s so much more comfortable being naked as nature intended and if you get too hot when you’re working feel free to take off as many clothes as you like. It’s very secluded here.”He looked at me with a curious expression before standing and picking up the teacups.“I’ll leave you to get started; you can help yourself to cold drinks from the fridge anytime.”With that, he turned and walked back into the kitchen leaving me sitting there imagining him and his wife. ." I spit out."No more explaining. You are to be punished," he declares, "and you willtake the punishment like a man... without complaint. Do you understand?" But..." I try to speak."Without complaint!" he raises his voice."Ok," I submit to him."You understand?" he asks patiently."Yes..." I meekly comply."Good. You will be cured of this..." He searches for the word. "Affront.I will make you so sick of being girly that you will reject itcompletely."He looks at my mother for a second. I look over. . well most of them,” chuckled Bob.They neared the female facilities and Bob hushed his little gang with fingers to his lips. They were fingers like hammer handles, massive, long and thick with knuckles like walnuts, scarred and dirty nailed, to fit with his burly six foot seven chunky dirty T shirt clad frame. His fists were like Christmas turkeys - such a size, his forearms battered and sculptedThey crept in silently, trainers quiet on the tiled floor, entering a still steamed up changing.