It got me excited so I curled up facing away from s*s and rubbed my cunny till I came again’‘Was it better than when I did it’?‘No Bill you di... great, it’s usually better when someone else does it for you’ A thought immediately flashed through my mind … who else has done that for her?‘Jenny, I’ve also got another secret’‘Oh … what’s that Bill’?‘When I woke up this morning I was hard again … I mean it was really stiff’‘Were you thinking about last night as well’?‘Yes I was Jenny’‘Are you still. He was her master and she his plaything, and she loved it.He rose to a kneeling position and loosened his belt. She found his zipper and pulled it down. She was no longer merely surrendering to a strong male; she was actively participating in her own inevitable screwing. Already damp from his manually teasing her slit she was ready for him to take her.He loomed above her his face a mask of animal lust. He pushed at her pussy with the nob of his cock and gained a partial entry. He pulled back. “Tell me you want it,” he said. “Say it nice and loud so your husband can hear you.” Gemma stole a quick look at Zack who appeared completely immersed in the moment. In that instant any lingering doubts she’d had about him wanting her to go through with this disappeared. “I want it,” she said breathlessly, meeting Simon’s gaze again. He clasped her chin and kissed her mouth. “Tell me,” he said. “Make me come…make me come all over your fingers.” She’d spoken this way to Zack before but they’d. “Do you always cum when getting gang-raped?” Lindsay asked, ramming her fingers up inside Colleen’s pussy.“Yes, I always cum when I’m gang-raped. I love getting raped.”“How about sending a message out to your brother, we’ll make sure he sees it. Tell him what a whore you are. Tell him what he should do to you,” Beth said, smacking her across the face. With tears streaming down her cheeks, Colleen stared into the camera with dead eyes. “Jason, I’m a dirty worthless whore that loves to get raped.