She let out a strangled cry at the speed of his thrust. A cry not of pain but of pure fulfillment. His cock was home and where it belonged and where s...he had So So wanted it to be. He began to thrust in and out of her and she rose up to receive each thrust so that it got deeper and deeper. A wonderful wave of pure a****l lust swept through her body as she pulled him into her as if to envelop him in her womanhood. She so wanted him in her and abandoned all thought and reason to let the slut, the. His legs however I spread until he began panting for breath. I cranked the gears three more notches and he threw his head back and gave out a muffled cry. Smiling I backed off one notch, this would put him in pain, but not agony. Picking up a knife I cut his gag free. ?Please! I am innocent! I swear! She asked me to do it! I didn’t rape her!??Honestly, I don’t care.? I shrugged. ?In fact the idea that you may be innocent is exciting, you will scream all the louder if you don’t think. Grinning he continued, ”Becky lie on your back legs open and open your mouth, Monica dribble the cum in your mouth into hers then kiss her deeply passing her as much of the cum as you can!”The spectacle was pure porn heaven, all three mens cock began to swell as a steady stream of thick globular spunk oozed from Monica’s mouth into an eager and hungry Beckys mouth. John struggled to remember to carry on filming, his hands shaking from the excitement. Becky’s lips and mouth where soon covered in. Even after careful adjustment, the suit left a large inner portion of each breast uncovered. With the nautical striped theme of the bathing suit, my chest took on the appearance of two full, billowing sails. "I'll certainly get plenty of sun," I said to the reflection, "and I might even give some crotchety old guide a little bit of a thrill." I bit my lower lip and surprised myself with the kick I got from the thought of some bumpkin thinking of me later that night while whipping his wire..