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May’s innocent fun day!
Second fantasy from me to May, a Scottish lawyer.
INTRO TEXT FROM MAY.
Hi Barry. Thanks for the sensuous hotel fantasy; are you ready for the next one? Recently, Gill treated me to a very special thrill. He took me to the garden, (we have a very long stretch of land) promising me a treat if I played his game. I was allowed to wear a few sexy clothes and he tied me to a tree. He wanted to bring in a few of his friends who were game, to do what they wanted with me - almost! What would you feel and wish for if you were part of the small group of men who were allowed to play our game? Don’t be too considerate – just do what you want...
The guys and I stand chatting, waiting for Gill to come back. I am a stranger here but feel comfortable with their company. No-one seems to know why Gill called us here. I guess it is to play golf but that’s because the other guys are talking about it.
After a while, Gill comes to greet us, but instead of calling us he waves his hand and signals silence, by placing his index finger over his lips. We all giggle like k**s.
“May is sunbathing!” One of the men whispered to us, eyes bright.
“Topless I hope!” said another, “she has gorgeous tits!” He looked at us, then at Gill and added laughing, “So they say!”
We all grin and know that he is joking, but Gill’s continued gesturing suggested he may be right. We walk around the back and when out of sight he stops us all.
“Hi Barry,” he said by way of introduction. “Just be quiet and you’ll be in for a treat!” May does not know yet that you are here, but she is OK about it!”
“Oh, so she doesn’t know then!” said one of Gill’s friends, grinning.
Gill smiles back and winks at him. “She will have a lovely surprise!” He went on, still whispering.
As we walk down the garden, I check to see if May is protected; she is, high bushes and fencing conceal the garden from neighbours – “the ones that aren’t here,” I think, smiling.
As we enter the enclosed area near the back of the garden, I am last to see what we come for. I can’t believe what I am seeing! The large tree shades the form resting against it. As I move around, following the others, I see the lovely shape of Gill’s wife May. She stands against the tree dressed in a sexy Basque, skimpy pants and stockings, shoes and finally, a blindfold and mouth-gag!
I can’t stop a muted gasp from escaping, so exciting is this vision. I see her stiffen suddenly in fear. Gill looks at me and I turn away, holding my mouth. He lets a smile grow on his face; he seems pleased in a way that I responded so openly.
I can’t help my response, my knob has started to grow, I have never felt so stimulated. We all look at the form, still yet alert. She does not try to hide herself as she is tied to the tree! I gaze in awe at the helpless form. Beautiful legs, pulled apart slightly, ankles tied together around the trunk, her thin panties hiding very little of her sex. I clearly see a few hairs on her pubis but I also see the fine line of her lips, leading my adoring eye between her thighs.
We all watch her face as she turns, aware now that Gill has introduced others into their private game. She stares ahead, but her ears are pricked so that she can hear any sound.
We step closer, trying so hard to be silent, yet all eager to look at this fine display. I stand in front of her, the sun breaking through the leaves and lighting her lower body, her legs and her pussy! I look around, all eyes are on this lovely woman, all faces are red with excitement, all of us struggle with our breathing.
Suddenly, Gill breaks the silence, “Look guys, do what you want to the slut, but no fucking!”
I looked at him in shock. “FUCK!” I mumble. “That still leaves a lot we can do…”
I step forward as May starts to struggle. I watch her as she tries to call out, but the gag turns all words into mumbles. She shakes her head as if trying to remove the devices, but nothing works except that we all get more excited.
I begin to question what Gill meant by “do what you want!” I would love to take her great tits out, but I decide to let him or the others do that. I am a new friend and feel reserved about actually touching her, at least being the first!
The tall guy steps forward and Gill moves away, letting him get closer to his lovely woman. The man moves close and breathes in her scent, her hair, clean and fragrant. I move with him, unaware that I am being forward. I join him and breathe deeply, but also, I gaze at her swollen boobs, spilling out from the tight Basque. I move to her side and allow the others to see her.
Bravely, I touch her shoulders and move my finger up to her neck. I thrill as she sighs, her breathing mere stutters as she struggle to keep up with what has happened.
One of the guys grabs her breasts and spoils it for me. I wanted to admire her form for a bit longer. As he cups her flesh, he rotates his hands forcing a long sigh from her. I still thrill about her though. I see her nipples grow after his gesture and her breathing is shallow. I greedily touch the lumps that stick from her bra. Her shoulders and breasts show a pleasant red colour, suggesting that she is not an unwilling captive in this game.
I decide that I want to exposed May’s lovely tits, so gently, I push my hand in her cups and scoop out the soft flesh. Her nipples stick into my palms and thrill me, but I want to set up her clothing before I get to involved in her beauty.
I fold the upper part of her bra under her boobs. When both are done, I step in front of her and admire my work; no, I admire her breasts! The cloth lifts her flesh high, presenting her nipples upward, as if on offer to us all.
I slide my fingers down her swell until I feel her tips, hot and erect.
“Fuckin’ lovely!” I whisper. May sighs at the touch or the sound of my adoring words. I feel confident now. I lean forward and suck one of May’s tips into my mouth. Her flesh is solid and so tight; when I grip her in my teeth, gently, she lets out a long gasp. Her thighs pull together in response, but this makes her lose balance, as her feet are too far apart.
She falls forward and the ropes keep her partially upright, but she is clearly uncomfortable.
Untie her legs, someone says and another one starts to untie her arms. May falls into a pile on the grass and we all step in now, to claim her. As if it were scripted, we all lift her arms and legs and place her in the sun, on the nice soft, cool grass. May sighs, and although she could cover herself, she lays back and relaxes.
Gill takes the ropes tied to her wrists and ties them to the base of a summer table, fixing it to the bench legs. He leaves her arms a little loose and I see that May does not even try to oppose us. She looks so good, laid like this, her arms above her head, but so limp. It was easy to pull her legs open too. One guy drops a concrete block onto his bit of rope and the other rope ends up tied to a fork stabbed into the lawn.
Now we all join May by kneeling beside her. I still hope that we will be able to do this slowly, but I can see that each of us wants to touch and explore our prize. She wriggles as many hands slide over her body. Maybe three hands slide between her legs, caressing, probing, slipping under her buttocks. I am happy for the time to have ownership of her amazing tits. Flattened a little in this position, her tits still have a lovely shape, held by the folded cloth of the bra part of her Basque.
Two men grin at each other and nod. I am just in time to see them coordinate their movements and untie her panties at each side. Now, so slowly, they gently pull the top of the cloth away from her sex. I see her few hairs right away. My eyes thrill to see a damp line in her pants as they are removed bit by bit.
Now, I see a wet patch betraying her involvement in this game. The wet patch is clear and sticky and a long strand connects her panties to her sex. We all stare at her, some grinning, some like myself have a blank face of intense focus, as more of her snatch is exposed.
One of the men can’t wait; he slides his finger over her exposed lips and brings up a strand of clear goo along with a loud gasp from May.
“FUCK!” He sighs as he gazes at his sticky middle finger. He bends forward and grabs his finger with his mouth. I watch as he sucks it clean, tasting her body, eyes blurred his mind intent on only his palette.
I see her hips shudder as she tried to control her responses, but her hips win and push into the digits that invade her. In a few seconds, the hands fight their way into her hole and crudely, penetrate her with little concern for her comfort or dignity.
I have to admire her sex now, her lips are puffed and full of blood as she responds totally to what is happening to her. Not caring that she may be unsafe, her sexy body judders as we touch, she sighs as we steal from her, her most intimate flesh, her mind thrills as she is abused by a gang of rough hands.
I feel a hand on my knee; it is May’s. She can just touch me and her palm runs over my trousers. I don’t even think about my next move, I just move over her hand and lower my cock into her open palm. Instantly, May fiddles until she finds my shaft. In her clever hands, my prick tingles and jerks as it finally gets a little attention.
She has a little movement and she quickly finds my shaft and squeezes it playfully. I reach quickly and undo my button and zip. She is unable to reach in so I rapidly stand, remove my clothes except my shirt and kneel again. This time, she senses me near her and I watch as her hand greets my aching rod.
As if she had succeeded in some ritual task, her fingers flit over my solid flesh, her head full of pure, feminine instinct; she sighs as she caresses and strokes me, feeling every little shape, each detail in her hand. I watch proudly as her fingers flit along my rod, stopping at my swollen cock-head, feeling the fine shape of my helmet, swollen, sticking out for her fingers.
As she slides over my cock, she sighs and I can imagine that she can create an image of it, just from her caress. By now, all of us have stripped. Through bleary eyes, I see a circle of hard cocks, all waiting to get a little attention.
As if some kind of signal had been given to us, we moved close to her head. Gill should have taken a photo of this scene; six long, aching cocks all point at her blinded face, my cock still thrilling her fingers. Slowly, the guys lower their tools. One hand removes the gag from her mouth and she sighs for us. But before this is over, many of the tools have dropped onto her lips.
Again, as soon as she felt all of this male flesh, she relaxed into the grass. No fear and no fright has upset her, but her head is filled with the same passion we have. Her tongue flicks out and glides across several of the nearest cock-heads. May suddenly sighs and calls out.
“Oh, lovely cocks!”
The guys nod at her and each other; it is great to have such a response from this lovely woman. The tall guy leans forward, inspired and allows his cock to glide into her open mouth. Quickly, she draws it in as far as she can, her tongue slipping over it and saliva dripping over her chin. The group sigh in harmony at the vision.
Her fingers grip my shaft as she sucks on the man, her thumb gliding over the mess that has dribbled from me. Clear mess, just like hers, has oozed from me as she squeezed me sexily. Now she strokes me, softly, but urgently. I know that she is feeling my shape in her gentle grip and her thumb flips over my helmet as she moves up my tool. I see that her other hand has a cock, and she moves both in time, carrying out the same moves on both long pricks.
One the guys who is unable to get his cock near the slave’s lovely mouth moves away. I see his eyes as he gazes at her naked slit. I know what he is going to do and I would have done it too had I not been fixed to her hand having the thrill of my life.
I watch as he kneels between her legs, crudely, nudging her thigh wider as he moves closer to her. “FUCKIN’ WOW!” he says, glancing up at us with blurred eyes. He drops onto her and buries his face into her swollen flesh. Instantly, May stiffens and gasps through all of the lumps in her mouth. Her neglected slit is so sensitive now, having been neglected for several minutes. Her hips push high and force his mouth on her lips. I can’t see it but I sense his tongue go deep into her. Gill glances at us as this happens and smiles for his wife as she climaxes, loudly, unable to control her responses.
Her hips drop suddenly and the man’s face does also, still sucking on her beautiful female form. I see her shake as the tongue whips her insides and trembles deep in her belly, his nose pressed onto her clit-flesh. She sighs again through the meat in her mouth and somehow keeps on sucking and tonguing the hard lumps she has there.
“Anyone close to cummin’ yet?” It is Gill. I nod and grunt, so does the tall guy with his prick deep in May’s mouth.
“Try to do it together!” Gill ordered. “She is a lovely splatter-slut, cover her and dress her again, all sticky and wet!” I can sense the excitement he feels, struggling to make up a crude ending to his game.
I know that I am close; I was as soon as I saw her lovely shape tied to the tree. As if to test me, May slid her thumb over the tip once more and stroked me a little faster. She did this to the other guy and drew as much of the three cocks into her mouth as she could. The other guys stroked their tools as the excitement built. The man between her legs continued to drink from her honey, his own hand doing the business for him under his body.
“Who is close?” Gill said. I raised my hand, the tall guy did and the others nodded, faces bright red and sweaty. “Let’s do it then!” Gill snapped, “C’mon people!”
I leaned forward and allowed my cock deeper into May’s clever hand, the skin flipping back as my helmet swelled to huge proportions. We all nodded together, then I pulled from her and knelt close. I want my mess to flood over her delightful tits. I rush forward and trip, my hand landing heavily on May’s chest. I can’t stop myself, but I do manage to struggle up as my boiling spunk shoots from me.
I do not know when I have had a stronger thrill. I reel in delightful agony at the intensity of my pleasure. I can’t stop a long gasp escaping form me as my back bends forward, my entire body reacting to the thrill. My hips buck as if I were fucking May and my seed splattered over her Basque and breasts.
I manage to get up in time to see the others shoot theirs over this amazing toy. All cocks are solid and long. One, strangely, is bent to one side, but it’s tribute shoots violently over the pretty face of our slave-doll.
All hands suddenly grab cocks and finish the game with a loud roar from many throats. Gill applauds us as he sees so much male love splash and dribble over his lovely wife. He is proud of her and the way she handle so many men, especially for a woman who is tied and incapable!
The man between her thigh suddenly kneels and strokes his cock rapidly. It only needed a few seconds when his seed squirted into the air, splashing her open and soaking slit. The heat burned onto her flesh and the thick white mess dribbled between her lips, gathering over her entrance until her muscles close the vulnerable flesh and squeezed it down, between her buttocks.
As we leaned forward, all of us proud of our contribution, the lovely form of our slave wriggled beneath us, her hips rotating in a sexual way. I would love to see a string of cock make their way into her tiny hole, filling her with so much spunk that her fanny squelched as we took turns fucking it.
But we all obeyed the rule set by Gill. Looking at this amazing toy, hips gyrating sensuously, I guess that she is ready to feel something long and swollen in her belly. I can imagine her cumming in bursts of passion as soon as a solid cock filled her. This is a sexy lady and I knew that Gill was going to benefit from all of the hard work that we had done for him. I knew also, that this is a moment I will always remember.
Second fantasy from me to May, a Scottish lawyer.
INTRO TEXT FROM MAY.
Hi Barry. Thanks for the sensuous hotel fantasy; are you ready for the next one? Recently, Gill treated me to a very special thrill. He took me to the garden, (we have a very long stretch of land) promising me a treat if I played his game. I was allowed to wear a few sexy clothes and he tied me to a tree. He wanted to bring in a few of his friends who were game, to do what they wanted with me - almost! What would you feel and wish for if you were part of the small group of men who were allowed to play our game? Don’t be too considerate – just do what you want...
The guys and I stand chatting, waiting for Gill to come back. I am a stranger here but feel comfortable with their company. No-one seems to know why Gill called us here. I guess it is to play golf but that’s because the other guys are talking about it.
After a while, Gill comes to greet us, but instead of calling us he waves his hand and signals silence, by placing his index finger over his lips. We all giggle like k**s.
“May is sunbathing!” One of the men whispered to us, eyes bright.
“Topless I hope!” said another, “she has gorgeous tits!” He looked at us, then at Gill and added laughing, “So they say!”
We all grin and know that he is joking, but Gill’s continued gesturing suggested he may be right. We walk around the back and when out of sight he stops us all.
“Hi Barry,” he said by way of introduction. “Just be quiet and you’ll be in for a treat!” May does not know yet that you are here, but she is OK about it!”
“Oh, so she doesn’t know then!” said one of Gill’s friends, grinning.
Gill smiles back and winks at him. “She will have a lovely surprise!” He went on, still whispering.
As we walk down the garden, I check to see if May is protected; she is, high bushes and fencing conceal the garden from neighbours – “the ones that aren’t here,” I think, smiling.
As we enter the enclosed area near the back of the garden, I am last to see what we come for. I can’t believe what I am seeing! The large tree shades the form resting against it. As I move around, following the others, I see the lovely shape of Gill’s wife May. She stands against the tree dressed in a sexy Basque, skimpy pants and stockings, shoes and finally, a blindfold and mouth-gag!
I can’t stop a muted gasp from escaping, so exciting is this vision. I see her stiffen suddenly in fear. Gill looks at me and I turn away, holding my mouth. He lets a smile grow on his face; he seems pleased in a way that I responded so openly.
I can’t help my response, my knob has started to grow, I have never felt so stimulated. We all look at the form, still yet alert. She does not try to hide herself as she is tied to the tree! I gaze in awe at the helpless form. Beautiful legs, pulled apart slightly, ankles tied together around the trunk, her thin panties hiding very little of her sex. I clearly see a few hairs on her pubis but I also see the fine line of her lips, leading my adoring eye between her thighs.
We all watch her face as she turns, aware now that Gill has introduced others into their private game. She stares ahead, but her ears are pricked so that she can hear any sound.
We step closer, trying so hard to be silent, yet all eager to look at this fine display. I stand in front of her, the sun breaking through the leaves and lighting her lower body, her legs and her pussy! I look around, all eyes are on this lovely woman, all faces are red with excitement, all of us struggle with our breathing.
Suddenly, Gill breaks the silence, “Look guys, do what you want to the slut, but no fucking!”
I looked at him in shock. “FUCK!” I mumble. “That still leaves a lot we can do…”
I step forward as May starts to struggle. I watch her as she tries to call out, but the gag turns all words into mumbles. She shakes her head as if trying to remove the devices, but nothing works except that we all get more excited.
I begin to question what Gill meant by “do what you want!” I would love to take her great tits out, but I decide to let him or the others do that. I am a new friend and feel reserved about actually touching her, at least being the first!
The tall guy steps forward and Gill moves away, letting him get closer to his lovely woman. The man moves close and breathes in her scent, her hair, clean and fragrant. I move with him, unaware that I am being forward. I join him and breathe deeply, but also, I gaze at her swollen boobs, spilling out from the tight Basque. I move to her side and allow the others to see her.
Bravely, I touch her shoulders and move my finger up to her neck. I thrill as she sighs, her breathing mere stutters as she struggle to keep up with what has happened.
One of the guys grabs her breasts and spoils it for me. I wanted to admire her form for a bit longer. As he cups her flesh, he rotates his hands forcing a long sigh from her. I still thrill about her though. I see her nipples grow after his gesture and her breathing is shallow. I greedily touch the lumps that stick from her bra. Her shoulders and breasts show a pleasant red colour, suggesting that she is not an unwilling captive in this game.
I decide that I want to exposed May’s lovely tits, so gently, I push my hand in her cups and scoop out the soft flesh. Her nipples stick into my palms and thrill me, but I want to set up her clothing before I get to involved in her beauty.
I fold the upper part of her bra under her boobs. When both are done, I step in front of her and admire my work; no, I admire her breasts! The cloth lifts her flesh high, presenting her nipples upward, as if on offer to us all.
I slide my fingers down her swell until I feel her tips, hot and erect.
“Fuckin’ lovely!” I whisper. May sighs at the touch or the sound of my adoring words. I feel confident now. I lean forward and suck one of May’s tips into my mouth. Her flesh is solid and so tight; when I grip her in my teeth, gently, she lets out a long gasp. Her thighs pull together in response, but this makes her lose balance, as her feet are too far apart.
She falls forward and the ropes keep her partially upright, but she is clearly uncomfortable.
Untie her legs, someone says and another one starts to untie her arms. May falls into a pile on the grass and we all step in now, to claim her. As if it were scripted, we all lift her arms and legs and place her in the sun, on the nice soft, cool grass. May sighs, and although she could cover herself, she lays back and relaxes.
Gill takes the ropes tied to her wrists and ties them to the base of a summer table, fixing it to the bench legs. He leaves her arms a little loose and I see that May does not even try to oppose us. She looks so good, laid like this, her arms above her head, but so limp. It was easy to pull her legs open too. One guy drops a concrete block onto his bit of rope and the other rope ends up tied to a fork stabbed into the lawn.
Now we all join May by kneeling beside her. I still hope that we will be able to do this slowly, but I can see that each of us wants to touch and explore our prize. She wriggles as many hands slide over her body. Maybe three hands slide between her legs, caressing, probing, slipping under her buttocks. I am happy for the time to have ownership of her amazing tits. Flattened a little in this position, her tits still have a lovely shape, held by the folded cloth of the bra part of her Basque.
Two men grin at each other and nod. I am just in time to see them coordinate their movements and untie her panties at each side. Now, so slowly, they gently pull the top of the cloth away from her sex. I see her few hairs right away. My eyes thrill to see a damp line in her pants as they are removed bit by bit.
Now, I see a wet patch betraying her involvement in this game. The wet patch is clear and sticky and a long strand connects her panties to her sex. We all stare at her, some grinning, some like myself have a blank face of intense focus, as more of her snatch is exposed.
One of the men can’t wait; he slides his finger over her exposed lips and brings up a strand of clear goo along with a loud gasp from May.
“FUCK!” He sighs as he gazes at his sticky middle finger. He bends forward and grabs his finger with his mouth. I watch as he sucks it clean, tasting her body, eyes blurred his mind intent on only his palette.
I see her hips shudder as she tried to control her responses, but her hips win and push into the digits that invade her. In a few seconds, the hands fight their way into her hole and crudely, penetrate her with little concern for her comfort or dignity.
I have to admire her sex now, her lips are puffed and full of blood as she responds totally to what is happening to her. Not caring that she may be unsafe, her sexy body judders as we touch, she sighs as we steal from her, her most intimate flesh, her mind thrills as she is abused by a gang of rough hands.
I feel a hand on my knee; it is May’s. She can just touch me and her palm runs over my trousers. I don’t even think about my next move, I just move over her hand and lower my cock into her open palm. Instantly, May fiddles until she finds my shaft. In her clever hands, my prick tingles and jerks as it finally gets a little attention.
She has a little movement and she quickly finds my shaft and squeezes it playfully. I reach quickly and undo my button and zip. She is unable to reach in so I rapidly stand, remove my clothes except my shirt and kneel again. This time, she senses me near her and I watch as her hand greets my aching rod.
As if she had succeeded in some ritual task, her fingers flit over my solid flesh, her head full of pure, feminine instinct; she sighs as she caresses and strokes me, feeling every little shape, each detail in her hand. I watch proudly as her fingers flit along my rod, stopping at my swollen cock-head, feeling the fine shape of my helmet, swollen, sticking out for her fingers.
As she slides over my cock, she sighs and I can imagine that she can create an image of it, just from her caress. By now, all of us have stripped. Through bleary eyes, I see a circle of hard cocks, all waiting to get a little attention.
As if some kind of signal had been given to us, we moved close to her head. Gill should have taken a photo of this scene; six long, aching cocks all point at her blinded face, my cock still thrilling her fingers. Slowly, the guys lower their tools. One hand removes the gag from her mouth and she sighs for us. But before this is over, many of the tools have dropped onto her lips.
Again, as soon as she felt all of this male flesh, she relaxed into the grass. No fear and no fright has upset her, but her head is filled with the same passion we have. Her tongue flicks out and glides across several of the nearest cock-heads. May suddenly sighs and calls out.
“Oh, lovely cocks!”
The guys nod at her and each other; it is great to have such a response from this lovely woman. The tall guy leans forward, inspired and allows his cock to glide into her open mouth. Quickly, she draws it in as far as she can, her tongue slipping over it and saliva dripping over her chin. The group sigh in harmony at the vision.
Her fingers grip my shaft as she sucks on the man, her thumb gliding over the mess that has dribbled from me. Clear mess, just like hers, has oozed from me as she squeezed me sexily. Now she strokes me, softly, but urgently. I know that she is feeling my shape in her gentle grip and her thumb flips over my helmet as she moves up my tool. I see that her other hand has a cock, and she moves both in time, carrying out the same moves on both long pricks.
One the guys who is unable to get his cock near the slave’s lovely mouth moves away. I see his eyes as he gazes at her naked slit. I know what he is going to do and I would have done it too had I not been fixed to her hand having the thrill of my life.
I watch as he kneels between her legs, crudely, nudging her thigh wider as he moves closer to her. “FUCKIN’ WOW!” he says, glancing up at us with blurred eyes. He drops onto her and buries his face into her swollen flesh. Instantly, May stiffens and gasps through all of the lumps in her mouth. Her neglected slit is so sensitive now, having been neglected for several minutes. Her hips push high and force his mouth on her lips. I can’t see it but I sense his tongue go deep into her. Gill glances at us as this happens and smiles for his wife as she climaxes, loudly, unable to control her responses.
Her hips drop suddenly and the man’s face does also, still sucking on her beautiful female form. I see her shake as the tongue whips her insides and trembles deep in her belly, his nose pressed onto her clit-flesh. She sighs again through the meat in her mouth and somehow keeps on sucking and tonguing the hard lumps she has there.
“Anyone close to cummin’ yet?” It is Gill. I nod and grunt, so does the tall guy with his prick deep in May’s mouth.
“Try to do it together!” Gill ordered. “She is a lovely splatter-slut, cover her and dress her again, all sticky and wet!” I can sense the excitement he feels, struggling to make up a crude ending to his game.
I know that I am close; I was as soon as I saw her lovely shape tied to the tree. As if to test me, May slid her thumb over the tip once more and stroked me a little faster. She did this to the other guy and drew as much of the three cocks into her mouth as she could. The other guys stroked their tools as the excitement built. The man between her legs continued to drink from her honey, his own hand doing the business for him under his body.
“Who is close?” Gill said. I raised my hand, the tall guy did and the others nodded, faces bright red and sweaty. “Let’s do it then!” Gill snapped, “C’mon people!”
I leaned forward and allowed my cock deeper into May’s clever hand, the skin flipping back as my helmet swelled to huge proportions. We all nodded together, then I pulled from her and knelt close. I want my mess to flood over her delightful tits. I rush forward and trip, my hand landing heavily on May’s chest. I can’t stop myself, but I do manage to struggle up as my boiling spunk shoots from me.
I do not know when I have had a stronger thrill. I reel in delightful agony at the intensity of my pleasure. I can’t stop a long gasp escaping form me as my back bends forward, my entire body reacting to the thrill. My hips buck as if I were fucking May and my seed splattered over her Basque and breasts.
I manage to get up in time to see the others shoot theirs over this amazing toy. All cocks are solid and long. One, strangely, is bent to one side, but it’s tribute shoots violently over the pretty face of our slave-doll.
All hands suddenly grab cocks and finish the game with a loud roar from many throats. Gill applauds us as he sees so much male love splash and dribble over his lovely wife. He is proud of her and the way she handle so many men, especially for a woman who is tied and incapable!
The man between her thigh suddenly kneels and strokes his cock rapidly. It only needed a few seconds when his seed squirted into the air, splashing her open and soaking slit. The heat burned onto her flesh and the thick white mess dribbled between her lips, gathering over her entrance until her muscles close the vulnerable flesh and squeezed it down, between her buttocks.
As we leaned forward, all of us proud of our contribution, the lovely form of our slave wriggled beneath us, her hips rotating in a sexual way. I would love to see a string of cock make their way into her tiny hole, filling her with so much spunk that her fanny squelched as we took turns fucking it.
But we all obeyed the rule set by Gill. Looking at this amazing toy, hips gyrating sensuously, I guess that she is ready to feel something long and swollen in her belly. I can imagine her cumming in bursts of passion as soon as a solid cock filled her. This is a sexy lady and I knew that Gill was going to benefit from all of the hard work that we had done for him. I knew also, that this is a moment I will always remember.
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