I said “hay now, get out of there that’s not what we’re here for.” He spent another second exploring inside my hole until he withdrew his fing...r and told Tyson to finish. Frank and Tyson changed spots I laid my head back with my hands behind me knees puling them into my chest while only wearing a bra. My stomach, thick things, pussy and asshole all being exposed to the cool air while these two men took turns shaving me. I felt Tyson’s fingers pass over my asshole. I uncontrollably let out some. I pushed her to the wall and lifted her, she wrapped her legs around me as I kissed her mouth, neck and pulled out one of her boobs.I tore her nightie in front and pulled both her perky little tits out. She gasped and moaned as I ravaged her, each of her boob filled my mouth and i looked at her to see her stoned face, her eyes were half open and rolled up, her mouth was wide open. I put her down and took all her clothes off in a few seconds and she sprang back up and hugged me again, i. As practiced as the condescending tone you add for effect, when you’re doing filthy things to me. Still I take it and analyse it. “Did he just call me needy in a round the houses kind of way?” my inner voice asks and then I smile to myself. Where is the bloody on/off button for my brain? “Do you want my cock in your arse?” you ask me and I nod ever so slightly, some might say I’m as stubborn as the tightest arse. “You’d better get sucking then!” you say unbuttoning your flies and presenting. He noticed that Elle's bed was empty and her own shower could be heard. He hurried down the stairs and headed straight to the laundry chute. Inside was Elle's t-shirt and beneath, balled up, were a pair of beige panties that Elle must have been sleeping in and had taken off on her way to the shower. His palms turned clammy as his perverted excitement grew.He unfolded the knickers and turned them inside out, and examined them for signs of discharge. He was rewarded. A long white line of mostly.