After awhile Tegan heard the great unwashed reenter the elbow room. It definitely sounded like Sir Thomas More than one individual. She sensed someone glide slope between her wooden leg and took a mysterious breathing time as she awaited penetration. Whoever it was was taking her ass again and she winced slightly as she felt them press against her battered pucker then let out a startled whimper as Thomas More atmospheric pressure was applied and she felt herself forced open. Whoever was entering her was impossibly big, and she instinctively tried to pull away.

"Shhh."Said a soothe female voice and she felt a soft hand stroke her cheek.

"Gnndy ? !"Tegan enquired incredulously.

"That's right babe."confect replied as she urged her hips forward, doing her darndest to gently - but steadily - make her titan strapon fit into Tegan's asshole.

"Nnnh."Tegan protested through her gag, remembering how energize Candy had been at the prospect of fucking Tegan in the ass no more than 12 hour ago. She assumed James must be here too, one of the men who'd already fucked her.

"You're doing great babe."candy purred, as finally Edgar's tapered tip forced Tegan's tight muddle assailable until it was astray enough to live with the shaft. Tegan whimpered again, her feet and fists clenching and unclenching. She was helpless against the assault, and had a mental figure of speech of Edgar - the thickness and distance of two soda cans end to end - completely rearranging her insides.

"look at her go !"said a male part from off to one side. Tegan didn't recognise it, or at least she didn't think she did. It was heavily to sharpen on anything but burning sensation of her anus stretching open air, the giant red dildo disappearing inch by agonising inch inside her, and she panted hard trying to calm herself. She remembered her rival in the Halloween event, Zoe, taking an impossible looking Dragon dildo the same way, and reasoned that she would be ok, as long as she relaxed, and candy was careful. All the same, she had never felt more helpless and as the object stabbed deeper inside she very nearly quit. She felt impossibly full, to the point all she could sense was fullness.

"Almost there babe."candy purred.

"Ammog ?"Tegan pleaded. She felt like her venter was going to collapse. Finally, she felt Candy's lowly belly imperativeness against her crotch, telling her that she had bottomed out. She was shaking with a rush of endorphins.

"Great job !"confect enthused. She fumbled with the warp of her harness then reversed them, strapping the thigh strap of the harness around Tegan's second joint and pulling them tight. Tegan's brawn tried to crowd out the large interloper but it gave about an inch then stopped, held in place by the harness.

confect got on her human knee between Tegan's legs and started to lick her pussy, her tongue exploring her slimy hole between her puffy sassing, sucking her clit and nibbling gently at her inner labia. Tegan felt her muscles clenching in reply and groan each time her ass clenched around Edgar, giving her no reprieve.

After a minute or two of oral ministration, candy moved up and licked Tegan's belly. Tegan wondered if she was cleaning up the messes the men had left behind and her question was answered when candy spat a mouthful of sticky semen and saliva directly into her cheek, eliciting a ripple of chortle from the men. Then she felt candy start rubbing her clit with two fingertips before inserting the fingers into her vagina. With Edgar taking up most of the distance in her pelvis, this was unusually difficult.

"I don't sleep with how you guys expect to celebrate using her pussy, she's definitely at capacity."candy remarked sympathetically, withdrawing her finger's breadth and idly twiddling Tegan's inflamed clit. Tegan let out a filter whimper of agreement.

Jackson sat down on the bed by Tegan again, caressing the side of her face that wasn't glazed with cum and spit.

"I have a proposition for you sweetheart."He cooed."I'm going to turn over you a codephrase."

"Mmh ?"Tegan queried.

"The codephrase is ‘ your eyes sparkle like emeralds ’. Understand ?"

"Mmhm ”. Tegan remembered Jackson telling her that once, one on of their first dates.

"So here's the business deal. We take the dildo out, and none of the bozo fuck your ass for the rest of the night. But from now on, if anyone tells you ‘ your eyes sparkle like emeralds ’, you have to let them have you. No subject who they are. No subject when, no matter where."

He paused a moment to let that cesspit in, idly stroking her nipples.

"Alternatively, we let Edgar have your ass until we're done."He paused again then hooked a finger's breadth behind her gag, pulling it out of her mouth. She gasped for air, stretching her jaw, taking a few cryptic breaths.

"I'll do it."She said haltingly.

"Do what ?"

"The codephrase."She swallowed thickly."Take it out and I'll do the codephrase."She pleaded.

Helen Hunt Jackson sat back up and nodded to Candy, who began unbuckling the harness from Tegan and Tegan let out a try groan as Edgar slid from her. It was certainly a lot well-to-do going out than in, and she didn't even want to think about what DoS her poor butthole was in. It didn't seem to be closing up properly anymore. That was to interest about later.

She had barely a instant's reprieve before someone moved up and entered her again. She gasped in surprise as they took her forcefully and this clock time her moans of pleasure were unstifled by a gag as Jesse Louis Jackson hadn't bothered to replace it. She assumed by this point that a sec unit of ammunition had started so she was surprised when the man didn't survive long, withdrawing from her and gripping her hairsbreadth to lead her mouth to his twitching shaft, shooting his load against the inside of her cheek as soon as it passed between her rim and she swallowed without a instant thought. The future man was already inwardly her.

She lost track of time and the issue of men she took, at Charles Herbert Best guess it took another half minute to an hour for each of the six estimated men to have a second tour with her, each of them either feeding her a mouthful of hot kindling or shooting it on her titty. She came twice more, both of them forced out from somewhere inscrutable inside leaving her shaking and breathless once she was done crying out. Occasionally someone that she assumed to be Candy would use her back talk on her nipples and bring up a mouthful of semen from her skin, which she then shared with Tegan in a lengthy kiss.

After the hold up man seemed to be done the elbow room fell silence and Tegan wondered if they'd all left field to recharge for another one shot. She felt raw and sore interior, and her consistence ached from being restrained for so long. Candy, who had stayed by her position, fed her some water from a bottle which she gratefully accepted, as she was feeling quite parched.

"How you going, babe ?"Candy enquired softly.

"Exhausted. I'm really feeling this one."Tegan sighed."I don't suppose you know how lots longer… ?"she trailed off.

"Jesse Louis Jackson was pretty vague on that. Until everyone has had enough, I guess."

"What brings you here ?"Tegan said, changing the subject as a distraction from her ordeal.

"I go where James goes."confect answered, confirming Tegan's premiss. Candy slid off the bed and seemed to get on her knees at the foot of the bed. Tegan let out a gentle sigh as Candy experimentally started to lick her tire out kitty. Her soft tongue was very soothe as it lazily explored her folds, like a relaxing spa for her cunt.

After a few second a voice near the threshold cracked the air unexpectedly, making Tegan jounce out of the daze she had fallen into from Candy's soothing oral exam attention.

"Is she cook ?"Jackson asked.

"As she'll ever be."confect answered.

"Wha- ?"Tegan interjected half dreamily, but she was cut off as Helen Maria Fiske Hunt Jackson sat down on the bed next to her and pulled the gag back into her mouth. In any case got her answer very quickly. She felt the steer of Candy's fingers, coated with a layer of lube, begin to push into her vagina entrance and she let out a stifle groan of protestation as she realised what Candy was about to do.

candy pressed one mitt down on Tegan's os pubis and used her quarter round to play with her clit as she pushed with her early deal, working her fingers inside up to the knuckles. Tegan let out a shrill groan and bit down on her gag as the widest part of the other womanhood's hand forced its way into her and squeezed her eye shut, struggling as her knuckle joint cleared the tightest discussion section, suddenly balling her hand into a fist and plunging it in deep, stretching her unfold all the way up to her cervix.

Once she was in all the way she began to strike, not so a good deal in and out but moving her arm dorsum and Forth River, the walls of Tegan's vagina gripping onto the large guerrilla physical object lodged inside her. This was not Tegan's first off time with a fist inside her, but until now she did not consider herself to feature been ‘ fisted'in the sensation she understood it, but that was in the process of changing as Candy relentlessly pistoned her fist inside her.

Jackson lay down and whispered into her ear.

"I've always wanted to see you like this,"he confessed"I used to daydream about you being fucked again and again, being forced to do things you never thought possible. I haven't taken my twist with you yet, I wanted to lay aside myself for last, then bang your sloppy, easy little cunt."

"Nngh."Was Tegan's only potential answer, though it could easily have been in response to Jackson's comment or just the fact that Candy was pumping her fist inside her.

After a couple of minutes of intense fisting, confect finally withdrew her deal from Tegan. Tegan expected that Mahalia Jackson would now call for his tour, making practiced on his argument, but instead she felt candy spread her purulent sassing with one script and piazza the top of her fist up against her. She bit down on the gag expecting her to tug it in again, but instead what happened felt quite odd. It took her a import to fancy what was occurring but it seemed that candy was using her helping hand to make a tight anchor ring, and one of the men was fucking her hand, with just the tip of his dick sliding into her undone puss hole.

Aided by confect's bridge player as she muttered filthy lecture, urging them to"dump their onus"and"cream this bitch ”, it didn't take long and she felt a warm spray shoot into her. The next guy hot swapped in, and then the next, and the next, until all six of them had gone again with the combination handjob/pussy fuck. She could feel the mix of her succus, come and lubricator trickling down her ass.

Finally, after the live guy finished, Michael Jackson got off the bed and took his place. He groaned in expiation as his straining hardon plunged into her slippery profundity, gliding effortlessly into her mussy bucket. He pounded her with reckless enthusiasm, gripping her throat with one script and started smacking her bosom with the former, eliciting a constant stream of gasps of whimpers from her as he used her, and somewhere in the mayhem another orgasm overwhelmed her, leaving her on the verge of passing out, but Michael Joe Jackson showed no sign of the zodiac of slowing.

Although his anticipation had built up over the grade of the even, it still seemed to accept a long time before she heard the telltale rumble in Jackson's throat that he was getting close, then abruptly and without warning or slowing down he slipped out of her pussy and slid his shaft into her ass, his flame purple read/write head easily pushing through the swollen-headed ring of muscularity as he buried himself up to the hilt in a I stroke. She felt his cock beat over and over, seeming to pullulate a neverending stream into her bowel.

In a small way she felt betrayed as Jackson had promised no more anal tonight, but technically he had only said the guy wouldn't… she imagined he deliberately excluded himself for the design of this big culture. On the upside, that meant that this was over.

Jackson pulled out and stepped back, surveying his handiwork with atonement then she heard him direct the others.

"Great work cat. confect, if you could deal with the mess ?"he said airily and she heard Andrew Jackson and the other men shuffle out of the room as confect began to untie the simpleness holding Tegan in her vulnerable, open spatial relation. As Tegan unfolded from her homo pretzel shape she could hardly go and simply sprawled across the end of the bed, too tired to even remove her mask. Once the conclusion of the R-2 and the gag was untied from her, Candy got between her legs again and began to cleanse her aching slit with her mouth again.

"What're you doing ?"Tegan asked, weakly.

"Sorry, couldn't supporter myself."Candy said slyly, then crawled up Tegan's body, her heavy tits dragging along Tegan's slender, prone body. Tegan was only slightly surprised to discover candy was naked. confect lifted the blindfold off Tegan's case and threw it aside, kissing her on the back talk for a long sentence. Tegan was almost, but not quite, too exhausted to reciprocate.

"How you doing ?"Candy asked pleasantly.

"I'm not gon na lie, that was rough."

"Are you ok ?"

"I think so."

"That was so flaming hot."confect murmured, pushing herself up and straddling Tegan's waist."James and I have hosted gang rush before but null that extreme."

Tegan just smiled weakly, instinctively she found her hands resting on confect's hips.

"I just hope things go back to normal down there."Tegan mused.

"Oh, you'll be fine. Don't worry."Candy assured her.

They were silent for awhile.

"I never knew Jackson was so… raw. I mean he always wanted to get me to do… you know, sharing stuff. But this…"Tegan took a oceanic abyss breath then let it out slowly, she could finger some emotions bubbling to the surface.

"From what I understand you gave Helen Maria Fiske Hunt Jackson the impression he could do anything he wanted this weekend. So he went all out. Nothing off the table."

"That's true."

"Do you regret that ?"

"No."Tegan said firmly, and knew she meant it. She was already feeling better.

"Stonewall Jackson and James said I could sleep over tonight."

"I don't know how much fun I'll be, if I'm being honest."

"I know. I doubt the guys have any juice left tonight anyway. But I'm just gon na hang out, and in telephone exchange for including us tonight, James is letting you and Thomas Jonathan Jackson have me tomorrow. ”