Excitement and fear jolt me, but Al shuts it down.

I'm definitely relieved, but part of me aches for more than my fingers. These guys are all big and strong. Being held (or tied) down and pounded always drives me further than my own hands. I want that mind shattering orgasm. I've been watching Emma have them, sharing them as much as I can.

Staring into her eyes I can almost feel what she's feeling. The last few guys really did a number on her though. One of her eyes is rolled back with the other drifting in and out. The cum matting her hair and streaking her face is mixed with the drool she cant keep in her dangling jaw.

At the start of the night her lips were pressed together beneath her scarce blond pubic hair. Now they're swollen red and hanging open. They had used her up and were all looking towards me.

I didn't think anything was going to keep them from dragging me out and tearing off my tiny scraps of clothing. With both tits out and the crotch of my thong pulled to the side, they aren't doing much, but in this moment,