mmmmm... oh yes! just like thatthat is so hot.... ..' Gilbert looked down at me and shouted back '...who the hell is the we bit...' The voice answered '...Calvin and Alvin, we got that thing you wanted...' Gilbert cursed under his breath '...damn inconsiderate bastards...' Gilbert pulled his softening penis from my bung causing me to wench, without another word Gilbert wrapped the sheet around his naked body and started to open the door. Once I knew what was happening I cried out in panic '...wait don't open that door...' Gilbert looked back. I said nothing and walked out to the rumpus room. I grabbed a table tennis bat and was walking back to my bedroom. The girls were literally whipping Samantha in to shape. Her ass red and Angela was complaining of a sore hand. I watched her grab a plastic rod and continue caning her sissy sister who flinched with each impact. Angela's girl friend wore a harness with a huge fucking dildo attached and was shoving the head in Samantha's stretched whimpering mouth. Samantha was dressed in a blonde. I was 32 years old, but in very good shape – I’ve always been a sporty girl, and I still make time for a forty-minute workout each day when I get home, on top-quality exercise equipment. I have kept the figure – and most of the looks – that earned me a good living as a fashion model from the age of 18 to 25; not a ‘super-model’ famous to the public, but successful and in-demand in the industry, particularly in the east coast states and the mid-west. I am quite tall, at five feet ten inches,.Read More
Angela straddled him but instead of facing Tony’s head she turned around so she was facing me. She told me to watch as she lowered her freshly shave... pussy down on his cock and proceeded to ride it and played with her tits squeezing her nipples and in between moans told me how good it was. After a while she moved position and Tony took her from behind but all the time making it so that I could see his cock pounding her pussy and his hands all over her tits making her orgasm over and over again.. No vy dolzhny vyuchit’ angliyskiy yazyk i userdno rabotat’.” (You may come with me. But you must learn English and work hard.)One of the girls – I was fairly sure it was the same one each time, but they were so alike I couldn’t be certain – responded. “My budem khoroshimi devochkami.” (We will be good girls).Sally nodded. “I’m sure you will be.” She didn’t bother to translate that. She stood, gracefully as always, and stooped to kiss my cheek. “Thank you, Master.”To my surprise, the girls.More
