Morag was an attractive athletic woman, perhaps in her early thirties, and all of the lads lusted after her at school, especially when she led the net...all practice in her short pleated skirt. We’d often get a flash of her knickers as she demonstrated how to throw the ball and her heavy breasts would bounce nicely in her top as she ran around the gym hall. She had olive skin and her dark hair was cropped short and she played with her friends at a local tennis club where I was also a member. . I’ll tell you something now that I would never have told you before. I asked her, hypothetically, if I decided to leave Kurt whether she and I could be together with you. We discussed it - a lot. She was more than willing. And she was fine with Kara in that same role.”“Seriously?” I asked, shocked. “You seriously thought about that?”“Yes, but you kept pushing me back to Kurt. And,” she sighed, “you were absolutely right to do so; there is no question about it. I was crazy to think that a group. She wore a cream blouse and red bra, those 48DD's were well wrapped up. 'No1', she shouted. The 1st lad rounded the curtain and she looked at him in is afro eyes, he grinned and licked his lips as she slowly unleashed her big white meolns from her open blouse. His eyes were on stalks and so was his dick. She took hold of his fat veiny dick and wanked him as he held her tits. She noted his heavy breath and took the jar, spuuuuuuuuuuuuuurt in went the think jizzm, quite a load she thought!. He. Then he said "Now guys use these on her for awhile & turn her red but not hard enough to cut her. You can give her some welts though. Also, ripping her catsuit from her is OK as well."Now here Angel was getting her 2nd whipping for the day. 4 guys were using cats between her legs while 2 guys were using 1 across her ass from each side while 2 more guys were using the bullwhips across her body & tits too. This continued while about 20 guys took turns whipping her for a few minutes until her.