A guy was fucking a girl from behind, and thank god. They were facing towards the wall. I got a glimpse of that guy’s back and ass. He was grabbing ...he girl’s ass, who was probably his girlfriend, while pumping her pussy from behind.That was totally unexpected, so I just closed the door slowly and left.I was getting nervous, so I left Manisha’s apartment and came back to my room. Everything I saw there was revolving around my head. As I entered my room, I felt a strong urge on my body.I wanted. " Can't we just share?" asked Sally. "I wouldn't mind sharing."Mavis looked at her like she was crazy. "Women don't share men, Sally. It just isn't done." Well why not?" asked Sally. "He's the first man to notice me, or be nice to me, or make me feel good. I'll probably never get married. I'm not pretty like you and Meg. Why can't I have a baby of my own?"Mavis leaned back in her chair. "When did we start talking about having babies? When did you decide you wanted to be a mother?"Sally looked. He pushed her head down into the sink and lifted her dress exposing theglobes of her buttocks clad in gossamer thin pink nylon panties."You fucking slut! Fucking slut panties!"He gazed down at her soft white buttocks clad in the transparent pinkpanties, the beige welts of her flesh toned stockings delineated hertanned thighs. The bitch had been suntaning herself!Spike ripped the flimsy knickers from her body and kicked her legs open.He shoved Michele's panties in her mouth. Michele was dazed. ” Creed’s perversely masochistic bliss was teased deliciously as the curt maid and her entourage of femininity filed past while he knelt in obedience on his leash, each so enthusiastic to seek their place of advantage outside, yet each lingering a little to enjoy their close proximity to a male they’d soon see hanging limp and emasculated, having paid the humiliating price for his weakness.As they left, the door to the room, which had its own exit to the deathly vale beyond, was pushed open.