Up under my skirt until he lifted my tight ass off the chair. My other lover smoothly pulled my skirt over my hips and ass as I was lowered again and ...hands were slid down my legs to finish removing my garment. Clad now only in my bra, garter and stockings and heels, I felt them move away from me. I let a small moan of desire escape my lips and I could sense them looking at me and I knew they would be smiling. Suddenly, the smell of the woman in the room was over whelming. I realized she was. This time to the delight of the men Ethel was in agony while they fucked her and she begged them to stop. Ethel was helpless but she pleaded with them to stop and let her go. The men laughed and then Harry said I guess it's time to start working on her tits. Ethel now began to plead in desperation. Please not my tits she begged. but it was to no avail. Harry and Rob strung her up by her wrists and used her tits as punching bags. For an hour Using bare knuckles they beat her tits until they were. His cock practically twitched as he turned around and got a glimpse of her perfectly spankable ass. He watched as she went to the bar to order a drink. Yet, as soon as he caught sight of the bartender talking to her something stirred inside of him. He hadn’t even said a word to her yet, but this little vixen already had him getting possessive of her. Shaking his head in amusement, he made his way over to the bar, taking a seat right next to the beauty. After ordering his glass of scotch, he. His cock felt so big inside of me, stretching my pussy walls. He grabbed my bouncing tits in his hands, and slammed deeper into me. His balls slapped against my ass with each thrust, and my pussy throbbed. I wrapped my legs around his hips so he could drive deeper into me, and he let me. He lent over and started kissing my neck, grazing his teeth against it every so often. His mouth covered mine, and his tongue invaded my mouth. It was a welcomed invasion. “Oh, baby,” he moaned, “Your pussy….