I struggled to flee. "I'm so sorry. I can't do this. It's wrong. Let mego!"Annabelle gently me held me down, while Rosie hushed me with a fingerto my ...lips."Shush, Nunkie. You're only doing what I want. And I want the girls tosee this. Settle down.That's it. That's a good boy."Her calmness, her reassuring but commanding tone drove all the fightout of me. I sank back onto the bed, sinking into post orgasmiclanguor, while my pyjama bottoms were removed and various hands cleanedaway my spendings. I wasn't much of a wine drinker, but I accepted out of courtesy. After a few glasses, the topic of conversation turned to sex, as it often does when alcohol is involved. We shared a few past experiences, although Jackie was doing most of the asking. "So, Jackie." I said, taking another sip of wine. "What is your wildest fantasy?"She let out a laugh. "Wildest fantasy??" she asked. "What kind of question is that?" Come on." I replied. "You have to have something buried deep down inside that you. I think you start to feel it too so I pull out, I won't let you cum. I come back around to my face this face I'm about to own and remove the tape and pull those panties out of your mouth and shove my hard cock back in, I lean over you and stick the dildo in your swollen pussy, I have my cock shoved down your gasping throat and a dildo in your cunt.I didn't think your body could take this much, but it has too. I'm fucking your mouth and ass at the same time, I feel it, your body starts shaking,. It is what triggers your orgasms almost all of the time."They continued on to other subjects then, but Maria had decided for herself that she was going to try and figure out just what they meant about having sex yourself.Later on that night, Greg was once again going at it with Mandy this time. Maria heard them going at it, and taking Traci's advice, she started to rub the inside of her thighs, enjoying the tingling she was feeling. Her small breasts were feeling funny as well, so she ran her.