He turned me so I faced the door and I saw three guys wanking themselves off as they watched Tommy fuck me so hard I was sobbing. One of the offered h...is cock. He was an older guy, about sixty with a decent body. Tommy told me to stop crying and suck it. The guy crawled in and knelt before me, I took him in my mouth and sucked him licking and wanking him as he leaned back with his head back.Another one of the men crawled in and wanked at the side of us. He was kissing Tommy. Tommy told me to. I saw the present, with all of us pointing fingers at each other, and all of us miserable in not having what we really wanted. With each episode I woke in a cold sweat. I tried to put Andrea out of my mind, but not since my divorce had it been so difficult. I went to my studio thinking I could work my way to sleep, but each song I worked on turned Andrea's way. This time my dream took a decidedly different path.Like a scene from an old Broadway musical, I saw my past life with Andy and the. “the crop is your friend, you will learn to love it.” I nodded.He cranked me back up into a standing position. He put the ball spreader back on me, before he removed the leg spreader. He lowered me to the floor giving my legs a chance to hold my weight again. Unhooking my wrist bands from the hook, he separated them. “Down on your hands and knees bitch, I want to hear your bells.” I crawled making sure the bell on my cock and the bells on my nipples rang for my master. “Good bitch! Now go down. The sights and sounds of Becky & Carla sharing the double-ender spurred my own loins and in the end I gave in to my baser and urges and abandoned any attempt to cum with them. I rammed the dildo in and out of my sopping-wet birth canal whilst simultaneously frigging my clit, oh how I was in heaven from the wonderful tingly sensations in my loins. Those sensations erupted in orgasm and as I finished calming down from climax number two, Becky quickened her pace considerably.“Ahhh! That’s it, I’m.