She placed a large object right on my anus. "Are you going to put that in him?" Heather asked with a sound of disbelief. I knew Christine was going to...use a dildo on me, but I had no idea how large it was. Just the tone of Heather's voice was making me a bit nervous. How big was this thing? I was in no position to stop what she was going to do anyway. "What are going to do Christine?" I asked showing my anxiety. "Going to fuck your ass," she responded quickly. "And hard, too." She had a huge. ”“Me neither,” said Chuck, “and since I’ve been here, I’ve had night terrors, but none as vivid as last night.”Marcoba slammed his fist down on the table, rattling it, and cried out, “It’s haunted, this place. The ghosts are speaking to us. Communicating through sleep. We’re on their beds, we’re walking in their graveyard. We’re shitting over their graves, our septic tanks buried in their cemetery ... And their methods, the methods the ghosts are using to communicate, it’s as if they wish to. He stepped back to admire the fine figure of a woman he had tied wrist and ankles , blind folded and gagged at his mercy standing in front of him. He could feel his cock getting harder by the second. He wanted to bend her over flip her skirt up, rip her panties off and ram his hard cock deep in her pussy. Stepping closer to her rubbing his cock on the crack of her ass he reached around to the front of her skirt pulling it up to get his hand under the hem. He slowly moved his hand to the front. I could see Denise fucking Stan in the dresser mirror, she was really pumping him for his cum, her tits bouncing so hard he could hardly hold them. I was squirming around on his face drenching him with all my copious juices along with plenty of Walt's cum from all my earlier fucking. It didn't take me long, I was so wound-up and excited from my two days of naughty sex, I erupted in a massive orgasm that just set my whole body afire. As soon as I recovered some, I got up and got behind Denise as.