I went over and stood beside the bed and held the glass out about three feet above her face.“Open wide,” I told her and began to tilt the glass.It... was a little mean of me and a bit c***dish, I know, but it was also fun. The combination of my deliberately poor aim and her slowness to understand what was going on meant that most of it splashed all over her, but enough went into her mouth where, despite a lot of coughing and spluttering, she managed to swallow it. Carefully avoiding the damp. Bunny barely had time to comprehend what he had just uttered as she began to scream hard into her gag. Her husband had flicked the switch on the vibrator, taking it to it’s highest speed. The sound of it vibrating against the wood echoing around in the barn and mixing with Bunny’s garbled screams and snotty sobs. She was suffering completely, impaled and bound up, utterly unable to alleviate the torture being inflicted on her feminine parts. Hit by wave after wave of body breaking orgasm she. .." She shivered again. "He pulled it out an' I probly shot shit forty feet -- but I was out of it. The cold..." She shook herself. "Oh, yeah. Bastard was makin' a video! He had a camera on my ass while he pumped that shit in, an' he pulled a TV over in front of me so I could watch!" She hung her head. "An' I couldn't look away..." She shook herself. "Cramps was awful. I fuckin' passed out watchin' shit squirt everywhere..." She shook her head. "I THINK he did me again, with warmer water, but I. By the morning, Amy and Valerie once again were the queens of that mischievously predatory sexual conduct I had loved so much before. The day was declared one to be set aside for nihilistic pleasures and we gleefully set about the 'work.' After food and drink and gentle chats and conversations between friends we fell more and more towards the carnal pleasures we wanted. By dusk of that day we began to gravitate once more towards the bedroom and set about the search for pleasures amongst us all..