Without sayinga word, she pointed to the floor and I sank to my knees.Reverently, I reached out to stroke her “cock”. Shegrasped my hair, ...forcing my head back.She guided the dildo to my lips as I opened my mouth.Without missing a beat, she began to thrust into mymouth, long deep thrusts that forced me to deep-throat itor risk gagging. She continued, long strings of spitdripping off my chin, wetting my tits. Soon, my lips werepuffy and bruised, the force of her rape making them. But after he put his hand on my hip, I felt reassured. He lubed his dick up some more before using his left hand to guide it. I felt it prod against my butthole, but it was too small. I didnt know how to make it bigger&hellip, but like anything, Dave decided that applying enough pressure would open it up. I spread my legs wider, even dropping them off his shoulders, wondering whether it would work. Well, I guess that helped. Either that or Dave pushed hard enough. I could feel the sweaty,. "Come on," Lisa said. I turned around. She had now put on herpetticoat. I counted six hoops of gradually increasing circumferencethat, indeed, must have measured at least five feet across down aroundher ankles. She was unhooking the other hoopskirt from the wall. "Takethis," she said.I did. It was made of cotton, and although the hoops were able to bendslightly, they tended to immediately regained their shape. I struggledto figure out how to put it on. "You step into it," Lisa was. So wet! More than I ever was.Vishal tore away my crop top with a scissor. And all of them liked my bra, just as I had planned and just as I had not. Gaurav pushed my bra to my stomach and freed both my breasts open.I was sitting with my back towards the couch, hands tied behind my back, belt collar on my neck, legs spread to reveal my pussy and boobs shining in the low light. Gaurav removed the ball and panty from my mouth and I breathed freely. He slapped me couple of more times.Vishal stood.