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Took Your Wife To The Gangbang Room

... screaming, “Oh yeah! That’s it! Oh yeah!” A consequence of the man fucking her pussy hard. On either side of she had men groping her tits. Oh yes, she was wild this one. In front of me, the strangers’ hands were squeezing your wife’s arse through her dress with greater intensity. I liked that. My cock was throbbing like mad. I wouldn’t have minded getting it out and placing it between your wife’s thighs and making her close her legs on it. But like I said, restraint is everything. What I mean, Cuck, is that when a man is as generous as yourself, lending a man your wife to be his fuck toy for an entire night, there’s a virtue to pacing yourself. With a woman as sexy as your wife, it’s not hard to get it up any number of times in a night, but there’s no point in going at things like a bull at a gate. You need to let things take their time. Below us the skinny redhead was having her tits slapped by big cocks as she moaned and moaned. It was obvious from the noises the guy fucking her was making that he was about to cum. “Yeah! Cum in me!” the redhead cried. “Oh fuck yeah!” It was obvious to everyone that she was cumming as he shot his load deep inside her. The redhead was pulled round. Having seen her before, I knew that she was like a non-stop fucking machine. She was given a cock in her mouth, then another cock entered her newly spunked, orgasm-tight pussy. Other men spanked her arse and groped her tits. It was fucking amazing. A huge load of spunk was delivered on her ...

... mouth, great globules landing on her skin. She was fed a new cock almost instantly. These theme nights. They’re very well organized. The gangbang room, for instance, is advertised in advance, and you can book it for a set period of time on a first come first served basis. Bookings are posted by the main entrance to the room, so that everyone can see what entertainment is on offer, should they wish to join in. There’s also a regular newsletter, just in case some special activity tickles your fancy. I knew from experience that the skinny redhead’s description of herself never varied. Outside the main entrance (and in the newsletter), it always read, “Fuck Doll – wants to be used by as many men as possible.” I’d sometimes wondered what her personal record was. One day I must approach her and ask. Fuck Doll was an appropriate name for her. She was pulled across the room, this way and that, revelling in being no more than an object for these men to use. A talking, moaning doll to be sure, but a mere plaything nonetheless. But I digress. It’s your wife you’re interested in, isn’t it, Cuck? Having watched those two strangers grope her arse through the dress for a while, I decided it was time to make things more interesting. I took hold of the garment and began pulling it up. Your wife didn’t move a muscle, good obedient fuck toy that she is. The two men glanced back at me, then removed their hands long enough for me to pull the dress up, exposing your wife’s naked buttocks. Hands were ...