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Gangbanged In The Country

... one is going to hurt you,” she said. “We are simply going to share a little pleasure with you,” the woman added. “We, who are we?” wondered Becky. Movement on the other side of her caught Becky’s attention. A teenage girl stepped forward into the light. Her straight brunette hair was cut short and framed an attractive face with a wide mouthed smile. The girl was slim, her unblemished skin smooth. The girl’s breasts were immature cute cones tipped by small areolae. The girl and the woman stood on either side of Becky and looked down at her. “Where am I?” asked Becky. “Who are you?” “Hush,” the woman replied, “hush and relax and enjoy the experience.” The questions died in Becky’s throat. The woman and the girl touched her with their hands. Their touch distracted Becky from what she wanted to know. Soon she forgot what she’d been going to say. Four hands caressed Becky’s sensitive nipples. They elongated and hardened even more. The woman and the girl continued to stroke her breasts with one hand each while their other hands moved over her rib cage and across her flat belly. Their touch felt superb. The woman moved while the girl now caressed both of Becky’s breasts. In the mirror above her Becky saw the woman stand at the end of the bench between her pinioned legs. “You are excited aren’t you,” murmured the woman. Becky’s body jolted in pleasure as the woman’s fingertips trailed through her gaping slit and over her fat swollen labia. Heat surged in her womb, seared through her ...

... vagina into her clitoris and love lips. The woman’s fingers on one hand teased her already erect bud. The fingers on the other hand squirmed and squirreled easily into Becky’s vagina. Her cunt dripped juice. The girl replaced one hand on Becky’s breast with her mouth. She sucked the hard nipple and abrased it with her teeth. Now the woman sucked Becky’s clit while she continued to finger fuck her hot cunt. Becky felt the surge of pleasure begin to course through her body. She couldn’t control the sensations. The surge inexorably grew stronger. “Aaaagh! Aaaagh! Aaaargh! Aaaaaaaarrrghhh! Ooooooh! Aaaaaaaarrrghhh! Ooooooh!” Her bound body lifted against her bonds. As Becky’s orgasm subsided the woman withdrew her hands and mouth. She reached down under the table. “Look what I’ve got for you,” she said. In her hand she held a three-pronged red electric powered vibrator. The ribbed centre shaft was long and thick. The other two shafts were smaller, the smallest one curving to a blunt point. Becky had seen similar devices in her visits to adult shops but she’d never had the courage to buy one. The woman turned on the power. The vibrator hummed. The thick shaft corkscrewed. The girl watched the woman, her hand resting on Becky’s breast. In the mirror above her Becky could see the woman place the knob of the thick shaft just inside the gape of her slit. Becky felt the intruder slide into the entrance of her twat, felt the corkscrew against the petals of her pussy. She looked into the ...