And then she stopped, and stood up. "Get the bitch up on the bed," she said. "Maybe you men will hold her legs open for us." Both Graham and Matt jumped forward and helped manhandle Doris onto the bed on her back. They spreadeagled her legs wide, and grinned as they looked down at the little slim girl in analfucking stockings and suspenders, aroused but helpless, her cunt open and vulnerable, panting and moaning, her little tits peaked now with nipples stiff like thimbles. Ella turned to Jennifer. "Pass me one of those bottles," she said. She held it up for Doris to see. It was indian a slender bottle with a long tapered neck. "Prop the bitch up, I want her to watch this." Now looking absolutely terrified, Doris was lifted to a sitting position. Ella crawled onto the bed and held the bottle to Doris's lips. "Open your mouth, little Doris," she purred. "It's all right, the bottle's empty, I just want you to wet the neck a bit. Think of it as if you were sucking a cock." She pushed the bottle between Doris's lips and worked it gently in and out of her mouth. "There now sweetie," she said, "you've made it wet enough. Do you know what I'm going to do with it?" With a look of disbelief and fear on her face, Doris shook her analcreampie head slowly from side to side. Ella let the bottle roll over Doris's nipples, first one, then the other, over and over. The nipples responded, becoming even more stiff and erect, and the coldness of the glass made Doris gasp. Ella raised the bottle again in front of Doris. "I asked you, do you know what I am going to do with this. Tell me, Doris." Doris shook her head. Ella raised her voice. "Tell me what you would like me to do, Doris. Speak!" "I... I don't know," she whispered in a croak. Ella smiled. "Of course you do, my little slut," she said softly. "You know sex where this bottle is going, don't you." "Noooo." There was panic in her voice and showing in her face, knowing how vulnerable she was with her knickers stripped off and her legs being held wide apart. She was helpless and analsex unable to move as Ella rolled the bottle down to Doris's legs, letting her victim feel the cold glass on the insides of her parted thighs then pushing the neck of the bottle against her pussy lips. The men lifted up Doris's shoulders so that she was forced to watch everything, her stockinged legs held obscenely spread wide open, the long expanses of bare thigh flesh, suspenders, the little patch of black hair, and of course, analfuck the bottle being pressed against her defenceless cunt. Her breath was coming fast and noisy, her slim body twitching, her eyes wide with fright knowing Ella intended to fuck her with the bottle. I could go see how analfuck Susan and Tonya are doing. Her pussy writhed around my indian dick. “Don’t pick it up.” His heart started racing as he pictured it. I know I did. Moaning, the queen slid up my dick with her tight bowels. Your tight pussy has brought me to end of our little session.” Klaus laughed. The site was amazing with Mike’s balls tucked under him so I was playing with his nuts while I tongues his arsehole. “You must never enter this room while I am working, whatever you hear” she said calmly. Sam looked back over her shoulder, relishing in their undivided attention. The floodgates analsex opened and Hailey told Marge about the video of her and Sam and then the dog sex show and what was going to happen in analfucking 8 days time, though she left out the villa sex in Spain. “Yes, we are,” I said, wondering why the school's nurse was here. hugging and kissing on analcreampie her.