At least there was no one here to witness my weakness. I fell to the ground, my body instantly being covered by the mashante. I couldn’t breath. I w...as smothered by them, suffocating on their rust and salt stench from their blood soaked fur. My vision grew blurry as i struggled against them for all I was worth. Why was I still fighting? I hadn’t cared if I died before, but now that it came to this I did not wish to part with my life. My vision finally faded, and I sucked in my last breath as I. I had not been gone more than five minutes and in that time they had managed to get his cock out and in her hand. She smiled at me and told me what she had found... She leaned over and started to kiss his cock. It was huge! Her little hand could not reach around his shaft and she had trouble putting his cock head into her mouth. She worked both hands up and down his shaft with strong powerful strokes. I was in kind of a shock, never had I thought that this was going on in the few minutes I had. She started moaning loudly, as an orgasm ripped through her, "Ooooooh uuuggghhhh." Finally, he stuck his tongue inside her wet slit. She kept moaning, "Yes...yes!" and squeezed her thighs tight against his head and grabbed his hair, moaning in ecstasy, "Oh, Oh baby, suck my pussy, yeah, that's it, and suck it good." She started pumping her pelvis forward until is too much for her. She wanted his cock inside her, so she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up on top of her. Tony sat up and began. We were all sitting around playing a game (I really can’t remember what it was) when we had all decided that we had had enough to drink, but weren’t ready to stop playing the game. We needed a new punishment for the loser when someone suggested stripping. My wife and I looked at each other and to my surprise we both agreed that this could be fun and interesting.It took a couple of turns before it landed on one of us, and it just happened to land on my wife first. She opted to take off her shirt.