Tighter (18+)

Gag Gig

"Damn!" Dennis exclaimed softly, watching his wife being used as a vacuum cleaner.

"Wow!" Yvonne exclaimed at almost the same time. "How does she manage to get it that deep?"

"She can eat me entirely ...," Dennis commented.

"Let me do that to you!" Yvonne suddenly said, climbing down to the floor.

"But …!" Dennis protested but stopped as he watched and felt his hardness begin entering her mouth.

Yvonne smiled at him, as much as his full mouth could.

Dennis gulped. He could see she tried to take him all the way.

Yvonne tried but failed. Finally, she took him off of her and barked, "Stand up!"

Dennis hurriedly stood up.

Yvonne retried. Much better now, although still not all the way in.

A sound of gagging was suddenly heard.

Dennis looked to the side. His eyes widened. His wife's hands were holding the back of Erick's thighs while her lips and nose sat firmly at the base of Erick's rod. Her throat moved up and down, as if trying to gulp, while the sound of muffled choking was heard.

Erick was holding the back of her head.

"Hey! Hey!" He barked toward Erick. "Careful! That's my wife!"

Erick looked at Helen's angry eyes as he lifted both of his hands off of her. "She does it herself!" He said. "See?"

"Wow!" Dennis murmured, watching his wife struggle to eat her boss completely. He saw her wink at him, signaling to him that she was okay, before gagging again.

But she kept on doing that.

Suddenly Dennis felt the tip of his own rod hit something soft, warm, and tight. Another gagging sound followed almost immediately.

This time, it came from under him.

Dennis looked down. Just like his wife, Yvonne now touched down at the base.

Fighting her own reflex, Yvonne looked up at her college friend and winked.

"You don't have to!" Shrieked Dennis, trying to pull out of her.

But Yvonne grabbed his thighs, just like Helen did to their boss.

"Let them do that!" Erick commented, smirking.

Helen dislodged Erick. "Yes, hon! Just enjoy it!" She conformed before quickly resuming her action.

Erick put his hands back on Helen's head. "May I?" He asked Dennis.

Dennis could only nod. His attention soon shifted toward Yvonne, whose face bumped against his crotch again and again. Not knowing what else to do, Dennis then put his hands on her head.

The room was filled with the sound of men moaning and groaning and the slurping of shafts entering and exiting saliva-soaked and hungry mouths. The sounds of gags were heard every now and then, like frogs croaking back and forth. Dennis heard his wife's boss breathe louder and louder. Just like his own breaths, as he looked down, enjoying the scene of Yvonne's teary eyes.

The sound of Erick grunting, followed by Helen's loud gurgling gag, snapped Dennis back from his daydream. He looked at them and immediately knew that Erick was coming. He was sure her boss pushed her head toward his crotch this time, and she was clutching tightly on his thighs in her struggle. A struggle to keep her boss all the way in as he was planting his seed deep into her throat. Based on the frantic peristaltic motion on her throat, Dennis knew that his wife was trying to swallow it all, although some of it got repelled out of her mouth and sprayed out from the corners of her lips.