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The redness of her cheeks gagging showed the extent of her exertions. “I want to watch you fuck him!” she hissed. Tiffany didn’t need a second invitation. With a wry smile she pulled my jeans and boxers off my ankles as Racheal pulled my shirt over my head. Before it had even passed my head I felt the weight change around gagged my waist as tiffany straddled me and it wasn’t off my ball licking raised arms before she had gripped my cock, adjusted its aim and sank all the way down. ‘Tight’ is often a word used to describe the feeling of a woman’s pussy… It’s a stupid word, if it was tight then it would be painful, I’ve always thought that ‘snug’ was a better word. That implies more of a form fitting size. The feeling in my cock as a reached the depths cum in her mouth of Tiffany’s pussy changed my mind immediately. Her sinking down had been an effort – blowjob albeit one which Tiff had managed with ease. My dick had had to push its way past the clenching walls of her womanhood and they had to stretch to accommodate the new visitor. Her eyes had bulged and the drawn in breath had lasted until she was firmly impaled on my full length. I could scream and try to get help. Unheard of. “I shouldn’t think like this,” Stacey chided herself gagged but the image was too strong as she saw in detail her daughter’s fingers covered in sticky goo and ball licking wished that it was her goo they cum in her mouth were covered in. Stacey had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying out as she orgasmed on her own fingers, plunging three in and out while twisting her nipple with the other hand, just like her semi-regular girlfriend did. “Who... are... you...?” I asked. *”Sleep with her?” While it did remove the tentacle from Arisia's mouth none of the other tentacles left her other orifices. I begin to stroke her hair and blowjob before I know it, she is lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep. I hoped I could just torture and rape their siblings until I got what I wanted from them. Don’t know for what she is waiting. Getting out gagging of the shower, we dried off, and grabbed the bottle of now almost empty whiskey, and poured another two shots into each of our plastic glasses, emptying the bottle.