A sense of dismay grew in my stomach as I considered, did Jeremy have a secret Master? Steve mentioned something thought up by Ken Thompson called "Re...lections on Trusting Trust" which implied you can never really tell who is the Master of who in situations like this. We agreed to meet Peter at the University in the afternoon.Peter and Steve had combined efforts and determined that Jeremy had done some of the coding at the university. Based on the the activity logs, it looked like someone else. ”Vince peeled off his towel with a grin, while Amy slowly started to remove her clothes. His cock was already semi hard, and it stuck out from his torso, bending slightly downward, as he watched her boobs spring free from her top as she pulled it over her head and dropped it on the carpet.“C’mon, Amy….let’s go. You’re taking way too long,” he said as he stepped forward and grabbed a handful of tit. Vince was still angry from catching Amy digging through his suitcase and stealing his cash, but. I said “If you really want me… not to tell your parents….then…”?Mohsin said “Yes….ji….. Please forgive me….mujhey galti hoogayi”.I said “ok, will you obey whatever I say to you….achcha tau mein jo kahoonga wo karoogey…..”?Mohsin said “ji boliyey….mein tau hamesha sey aapko yaad kerta hoon….”.I said “ok. Go inside my bedroom and sit on my bed…chalo jaldi jaoo….mein thumein movie sey achchi cheez dikhata hoon….real thing”After hearing ….Mohsin went to my bedroomI quickly locked all the doors and. It was time to take them back to the beginning and into their friendship circle. One at a time I carefully rolled used panties from previous days and crammed each mouth full of nasty girl panty. Two strips of industrial duct tape seal their mouths and provided a proper muffler for what was to come. Each of the girls shimmered in their matching pink gowns, which I proceeded to cut from their plunging V to the middle of their panty crotch. Pulling a lever at each chair slid the cushioned seat.