“Yes,” she cries as he goes harder.Owen was right. If her dad knew what his best friend was doing with his daughter tonight, he’d murder him. Af...er castrating him.Alyssa, however, is on cloud nine. This was the most intense sexual experience she’s ever had. She knows Owen would never do anything to hurt her. It’s obvious he planned this carefully, only with people he knew, ensuring she was ok with it before unleashing his friends on her. She fucking loved every second of it. Having her pussy. ” “Thank you for drying me,” I managed to splutter out. “Don’t mention it. We enjoyed it.” They left me with the tallest Saxon woman. She sat down on the bed. “Well, Harold the Viking, we meet at last.” She pulled the white wrapping from her face, ripped off her wimple and shook out her red-gold hair in a shining curtain. “Hilary?” I exclaimed. “How?” “Simple. We were delayed by a motorway accident then lost on the way to the party. We found your car so I rang our hosts. They suggested that we. Her lack of underwear and the looseness of her clothing made it simple for the unknown groper to reach paydirt in her already wet pussy or right on her rear portal quickly and with little effort. She was certain she even had repeat gropers because she generally rode the same transit at the same times. She really liked it when the stranger made her feel extremely dirty with the treatment of her hidden holes. A hard rough entry into her dirt-hole tended to make her squirt her female juices right. "Yes, I could," Frank replied, smiling coldly. "I would enjoy nothing more than giving you a two minute head start then hunting you down in cold blood. I'd let her..." he indicated the distant bathroom... "take you down. She likes to kill with her hands."The man looked more frightened, and sat back, evidently deciding not to run for it after all. He remembered how fast his partner had gone from living to stone cold dead the instant that evil skank touched him.Frank smiled, more friendly now and.