Her stifled moans let me know of her plight as her phone rang. It was her husband, I released her hair and she straightened up to pick the call.My mar...ried south Indian best friend started speaking to her husband in her native tongue (Tamil). I unlocked the door of the car and stepped out for some fresh air. My dick was still dripping with her saliva.Suddenly, as she was speaking to her husband, I was surprised as she came out as well. I had removed her upper garments completely; she was only in. Sarah bent over her bed, burying her head into her mound of still warm blankets, bottom twitching tock-tock-tock side-to-side out to the room as she rested, the scent of her Vodka impregnated sweat rising from the darkened sheets. Her soft brown hair spread across the covers as she scrubbed her face into the warm goose-down, and she heaved a breathy sigh as she fought the urge to vomit. With a heave of weak arms she forced herself back straight, the pennies in her mouth had begun to burn,. “Carry on then Sally, tell me what was Dee’s pussy like, did you have a good look at her cunt?” as I was asking I kept rubbing her pussy. Sallys breathing was getting harder and harder. “Trimmed, Dee’s cunt was trimmed, just like mine” was Sallys breathless reply.“did Sally B make her come?” “Sally didn’t get a chance, Dee took the dildo her self and started to really fuck her self, she was drunk but she still knew what she was doing”.Dee then shocked my Sally, as she pumped the huge dildo in. He then must have sensed i was as ready as i was ever going to be and he fucked me, oh boy! he fucked me. each thrust getting faster and with more vigour than before. My legs failed me as i dropped to the floor, without thinking he grabbed my by my hips picked me up with the strength of a 1000 men and pushed my head down further down the toilet bowl. He now had me completely and he fucked me! like i was a doll he did not care for me.I cant tell you if the pain stopped or not. I do remember.