NOW he really looked like a sliver miner who has been in the mountains picking veins of sliver. Their first picture they both stared at the camera, a...s if taken in 1860. The next few pictures they were more relaxed, David smiling, and his Indian Warrior radiated beauty without smiling. The backdrop was changed to a rugged rocky cliff where David was handed a pickax, and the camera crew positioned him to appear as if he were about to strike into a large cliffside of rock. The next picture. I hered the voices of 2 other guys as they came closer to me and sat on the bed either side of me. They both rubbed their hands over my body spending alot of time playing with my silk panties squeazing my ass cheeks and taking it in turns to spank me.Soon I could hear them undressing and then one pulled my panties down and pulled out the butt plug and started to slide his cock inside my ass.It felt alot bigger than my masters cock and it felt longer too. he took it slower than what my master. He spread his legs and scooted to the edge of the couch. His large, heavy ball sack hung low. Cindy lapped at it, then took a nut into her mouth, sucking gently.“Balls taste like soap, too!” she giggled, before sucking on his other hairy nut.“You’re going to make me cum if you too keep that up,” Mr. Wilson warned.“Another wet spot,” Cindy said.“Good thing we got the rags already,” Stacy said.“Who needs rags?” said Cindy. She nudged Stacy out of the way and looked up at Mr. Wilson. “I want you. With each impact, her moan would be interrupted, her whole body shaking and her mind momentarily going blank. Unable to resist, I started smacking her ass between thrusts, just to remind her who was in charge, but the harder I spanked her, the more she seemed to enjoy it, her rear end absorbing the force and transforming it into physical bliss.“Oh god, I’m cumming!” She screamed these words over and over again, having given in to her lust.I continued fucking her through the orgasm, the movement.