“Ok guys,” I called. “Lets do the DP.” I watched as they moved Steph into position. I wanted the expression on her face, as she was doubly pen...etrated. She was high as a kite on sex, on her arousal. She’d been stopped from coming, until she’d almost begged. Then had multiple orgasms. I knew she wasn’t acting. I’d zoomed in on her pretty anus, as her sphincter pulsed in time with her cunt as it spasmed, as her orgasm had washed over her. One of the guys pulled her onto his cock, as he sat on a. Their "friendship" lasted several months. I grew more curious about the two of them and crept out of my room and spied on them. All I could were two forms tumbling under the beedsheets. I could only hear their mindled moans and sighs in the darkness.My curiousity was spurred on by what I had seen (or rather, what I could see) and heard on those few nights when I spied the two of them. As te years went on mom had many friends like Angela. Some were around for a while and others were gone before. I gasped my own increasing stimulation and groaned when I felt the knot forming and bumping into my lips outside.My head hung from my shoulders and my eyes caught the image of my breasts swinging beneath me as the dog fucked wildly. I felt the knot begin to spread my lips and opening as he shifted his efforts to create the tie. I joined him, bracing myself to assist him in pushing the knot through my constricting hole. When it pushed through, I cried out and he repositioned himself, grabbing. I felt exposed standing there, knowing that people would notice my oddly dressed state. Dave moved behind me, pressing against my back as his arms wrapped around my waist, ‘It’s a lovely evening isn’t it baby?’ I could only nod as I felt his hand slipping under the straps of my dress, his thumbs brushing the undersides of my breasts. Anyone on the two lower decks would be able to look up and see us, but thankfully it seemed that most people were either at dinner or asleep and there were only a.