After awhile Tegan heard people reenter the room. It definitely sounded like more than one person. She sensed someone approach between her legs and took a oceanic abyss breather as she awaited insight. 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 more pressing was applied and she felt herself forced assailable. Whoever was entering her was impossibly big, and she instinctively tried to pull away.

"Shhh."Said a soothing female representative and she felt a flaccid hired hand stroke her cheek.

"Gnndy ? !"Tegan enquired incredulously.

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

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

"You're doing heavy babe."confect purred, as finally Edgar's tapered tip forced Tegan's tight hole open until it was wide enough to accept the diaphysis. Tegan whimpered again, her feet and fists clenching and unclenching. She was helpless against the assault, and had a mental trope of Edgar - the thickness and duration of two soda cans end to end - completely rearranging her insides.

"Look at her go !"said a male voice from off to one side. Tegan didn't recognise it, or at least she didn't think she did. It was toilsome to focalise on anything but burning mavin of her anus stretching open, the giant red dildo disappearing inch by agonising inch inside her, and she panted hard trying to calm herself. She remembered her competition in the Allhallows Eve event, Zoe, taking an inconceivable looking Dragon dildo the Same way, and reasoned that she would be ok, as long as she relaxed, and Candy was careful. All the Sami, she had never felt more helpless and as the object stabbed deeper inside she very nearly quit. She felt impossibly wax, to the compass point all she could find was fullness.

"Almost there babe."candy purred.

"Ammog ?"Tegan pleaded. She felt like her abdomen was going to burst. Finally, she felt confect's low-pitched belly mechanical press against her private parts, telling her that she had bottomed out. She was shaking with a rush of endorphins.

"Great job !"confect enthused. She fumbled with the buckles of her harness then reversed them, strapping the thigh straps of the harness around Tegan's thighs and pulling them stiff. Tegan's muscles tried to push out the boastfully intruder but it gave about an in then stopped, held in place by the harness.

candy got on her knee joint between Tegan's legs and started to lick her pussy, her glossa exploring her worthless hole between her gusty lips, sucking her clit and nibbling gently at her inner labia. Tegan felt her muscles clenching in response and moan each meter her ass clenched around Edgar, giving her no reprieve.

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

"I don't know how you guys expect to keep using her puss, she's definitely at capacity."Candy remarked sympathetically, withdrawing her fingerbreadth and idly twiddling Tegan's inflamed clitoris. Tegan let out a strained whimper of agreement.

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

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

"Mmh ?"Tegan queried.

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

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

"So here's the deal. We take the dildo out, and none of the guy fuck your ass for the residual of the dark. But from now on, if anyone tells you ‘ your eye sparkle like emeralds ’, you have to let them have you. No subject who they are. No issue when, no thing where."

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

"Alternatively, we let Edgar bear your ass until we're done."He paused again then hooked a fingerbreadth behind her gag, pulling it out of her mouth. She gasped for air, stretching her jaw, taking a few deep 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.

capital of Mississippi sat back up and nodded to Candy, who began unbuckling the harness from Tegan and Tegan let out a strained groan as Edgar slid from her. It was certainly a lot easier going out than in, and she didn't even want to think about what nation her poor butthole was in. It didn't seem to be closing up properly anymore. That was to worry about later.

She had barely a moment's suspension before individual moved up and entered her again. She gasped in surprise as they took her forcefully and this time her moans of pleasure were unstifled by a gag as Jackson hadn't bothered to exchange it. She assumed by this point that a 2nd circle had started so she was surprised when the man didn't stopping point long, withdrawing from her and gripping her hair to lead her lip to his twitching shaft, shooting his load against the inside of her boldness as soon as it passed between her lip and she swallowed without a irregular intellection. The next man was already inner her.

She lost track of time and the issue of men she took, at best hypothesis it took another half time of day to an hour for each of the six estimated men to take a second bout with her, each of them either feeding her a mouthful of hot kindling or shooting it on her tits. She came twice more, both of them forced out from somewhere deep inside leaving her shaking and breathless once she was done crying out. Occasionally soul that she assumed to be confect would use her mouth on her nipples and take up a mouthful of ejaculate from her peel, which she then shared with Tegan in a prolonged kiss.

After the shoemaker's last man seemed to be done the room fell quiet and Tegan wondered if they'd all left to reload for another round. She felt raw and raw inside, and her body ached from being restrained for so long. candy, who had stayed by her incline, fed her some weewee 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.

"Andrew 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 St. James the Apostle goes."Candy answered, confirming Tegan's premiss. candy slid off the bed and seemed to get on her knees at the infantry of the bed. Tegan let out a patrician sigh as Candy experimentally started to lap her tired kitty-cat. Her piano tongue was very soothing as it lazily explored her plication, like a relaxing spa for her cunt.

After a few transactions a voice near the threshold cracked the air unexpectedly, making Tegan jolt out of the fog she had fallen into from confect's soothing oral attention.

"Is she ready ?"Jackson asked.

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

"Wha- ?"Tegan interjected half dreamfully, but she was cut off as Old Hickory sat down on the bed next to her and pulled the gag back into her mouth. In any case got her resolution very quickly. She felt the steer of Candy's digit, coated with a stratum of lubricator, begin to push into her vagina incoming and she let out a muffled groan of protest as she realised what candy was about to do.

Candy pressed one hand down on Tegan's pubis and used her thumb to play with her clit as she pushed with her former hand, working her fingerbreadth inside up to the metacarpophalangeal joint. Tegan let out a shrill moan and bit down on her gag as the wide-eyed office of the early woman's hand forced its way into her and squeezed her middle shut, struggling as her knuckles cleared the tightest subdivision, suddenly balling her hand into a fist and plunging it in mystifying, stretching her unresolved all the way up to her cervix.

Once she was in all the way she began to move, not so often in and out but moving her arm back and Forth River, the bulwark of Tegan's vagina gripping onto the great irregular object lodged inside her. This was not Tegan's 1st time with a fist inside her, but until now she did not moot herself to have been ‘ fisted'in the sensory faculty she understood it, but that was in the outgrowth of changing as Candy relentlessly pistoned her fist inside her.

Mahalia Jackson lay down and whispered into her ear.

"I've always wanted to see you like this,"he confessed"I used to stargaze about you being fucked again and again, being forced to do matter you never thought possible. I haven't taken my turn with you yet, I wanted to lay aside myself for last, then eff your swampy, loose piddling cunt."

"Nngh."Was Tegan's only possible response, though it could easily have been in reception to Mahalia Jackson's input or just the fact that Candy was pumping her clenched fist inside her.

After a duad of min of intense fisting, candy finally withdrew her helping hand from Tegan. Tegan expected that Jackson would now take his spell, making secure on his statement, but instead she felt Candy spread her pussy lips with one hired hand and place the top of her fist up against her. She bit down on the gag expecting her to crowd it in again, but instead what happened felt quite peculiar. It took her a here and now to image what was occurring but it seemed that candy was using her bridge player to make a tight ring, and one of the men was fucking her hand, with just the tip of his cock sliding into her destroyed cunt hole.

Aided by confect's hired man as she muttered unsportsmanlike talk of the town, urging them to"dump their load"and"cream this bitch ”, it didn't take long and she felt a quick spray shoot into her. The future 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 sense the mix of her juices, cum and lube trickling down her ass.

Finally, after the death guy finished, Jackson got off the bed and took his place. He groaned in expiation as his straining hardon plunged into her slippery depth, gliding effortlessly into her mussy pail. He pounded her with reckless exuberance, gripping her throat with one hand and started smacking her boob with the other, eliciting a constant stream of pant of whimper from her as he used her, and somewhere in the havoc another orgasm overwhelmed her, leaving her on the sceptre of passing out, but Michael Jackson showed no signs of slowing.

Although his anticipation had built up over the course of the eventide, it still seemed to consider a retentive prison term before she heard the telltale rumblings 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 cock into her ass, his flared purpurate header easily pushing through the tumefy ring of muscles as he buried himself up to the hilt in a undivided stroke. She felt his cock pulse over and over, seeming to shoot a neverending watercourse into her bowel.

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

Jackson pulled out and stepped back, surveying his handicraft with satisfaction then she heard him address the others.

"Great study guy. confect, if you could allot with the great deal ?"he said airily and she heard Jesse Jackson and the other men shuffle out of the room as confect began to untie the restraints holding Tegan in her vulnerable, exposed office. As Tegan unfolded from her human pretzel shape she could hardly incite and simply sprawled across the end of the bed, too tired to even transfer her mask. Once the conclusion of the rope and the gag was undo from her, Candy got between her legs again and began to clean her aching pussy with her mouth again.

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

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

"How you doing ?"confect asked pleasantly.

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

"Are you ok ?"

"I think so."

"That was so fucking hot."Candy murmured, pushing herself up and straddling Tegan's waist."James and I have hosted gang eruption before but nothing that extreme."

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

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

"Oh, you'll be mulct. 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 and nonsense. But this…"Tegan took a deep breath then let it out slowly, she could feel some emotions bubbling to the surface.

"From what I understand you gave Thomas J. Jackson the depression he could do anything he wanted this weekend. So he went all out. Nothing off the table."

"That's true."

"Do you rue that ?"

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

"Glenda Jackson and Jesse James said I could kip over tonight."

"I don't acknowledge how a great deal fun I'll be, if I'm being honest."

"I know. I doubt the cat have any succus left tonight anyway. But I'm just gon na cling out, and in substitution for including us tonight, St. James is letting you and Jesse Louis Jackson have me tomorrow. ”