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Were there other people here? How many people were here? Again, you thought you heard something; like faint footsteps or something. If only you could see them it may give you some measure of control, to at least speak, to do something, to even remember… That’s when you felt it. You screamed to no avail as what felt like pure fire ran down your tits. The pain was unimaginable, and you sprays twisted and kicked. Slowly the pain receded, and the skin felt cool and cracked – like something had dried on top of it. The taste of the clothe in your mouth was pervasive and the smell pungent. You tried to cough but couldn’t as you felt it again – the hot fire running down the opposite tit. You screamed again as you felt the fire reach your nipple. The sensitive flesh took to the hot liquid quickly, causing you to buck like crazy. Again, it cooled quickly, and you calmed as you felt it cracking. Again, the fire poured down your back and ass. You couldn’t help but moan as you felt what seemed to be nails scraped your abdomen as they traced circles. Were they examining you? The unmistakable fruity odor told you this wasn’t the same person as last time; the nails were clearly longer and sharper this time. You were suddenly very sure that there was more than just a man in Squirting here. That’s when you heard another voice; this one altogether feminine “Do you like the taste of my underwear?” A high-pitched laugh as you finally realized what was in your mouth. The thought made you gag as you now knew what the pungent odor you smelled was. The surprise on hearing a women’s voice combined with her underwear in your mouth made you squirm uncomfortably; what was happening, how could she do this? But, internally, you knew women have desires as base and primal men; clearly demonstrated by the growing stream of liquid running down your legs. She laughed again, the women finally declared “My, she seems to have sprung a leak. Would you like us to plug that for you, darling?” Her hands were somehow rougher in their groping than the mans as they worked across your stomach and down your legs, forcing them wide. “Tsk, tsk, I’d say she’s enjoying this a little too much. Maybe we should turn this up a notch!” Fuck you! You could barely stand at all anymore and slowly you felt your toes give out, much to the dismay of your wrists. Still – you had to at least try to keep yourself up. You weren’t ready to quit yet. That’s when you felt lactation the rope get tighter and the pain was excruciating as you felt your feet leave the ground. How was this even possible? Why hadn’t anyone come to help? Clearly, they must have heard something happening. Her soft hands found your legs – somehow, you felt that you might prefer the man still. You felt her coiling something around your ankles, the same rope from your wrists, maybe? Finally, she seemed to finish, and you felt them slowly cinch onto something, your leg being stretched but at last you found something that felt like milk hard rubber, not the floor, but something to stand on, maybe, breast if you could just reach it. One of the dicks in her pussy and other in her ass. Hell she was having trouble even telling when a fresh fucking started and when one of them just temporary pulled out of her. Not wanting to be left out, Jane went behind the couch and grabbed a fistful of Ashley’s golden hair. I guess that was the prize for being the best, having the best.” Maxi grazed the corner of my mouth with her lips then turned serious “Don’t you ever fucking tell anyone what we did, I’ll cut your bastard balls right off your body.” I asked what; we were currently doing nothing out of the ordinary for me. “That wall of windows and we’re completely naked.” The one that Randy’s team have been bragging about.” His mouth lactation was back Squirting at her milk lips and he pulled her forcefully to him, crushing her by wrapping his sprays arms around her. The food was good, but the company was better. There she goes again calling me Chad. "It burns so bad I can't stand it. He ignored her, as he pressed his large red breast tip against her tight entrance. I felt both sensations from two perspectives, seeing my orange eyes near blackened with pupil dilation, and seeing Prestira’s white eyes staring back. It’s like a water hose.” It’s probably a greater risk to choose the alternative route and skirt the exposed scree slope, so decisively I get up onto the ledge. And she couldn't keep her hands off of them. I hadn’t thought of that clever clogs, I know! You have a good night too. We beat a hasty retreat but I get a hard on thinking about it even now. She says yes and walks over to me and kisses me. I tell her lets go outback and walk her out.