She looked down and her eyes seemed to widen in shock, “Shit! We’ve been out of class for too long, we’ll get in trouble if we aren’t back soo...”. She got up and began to dress herself again, Roopa on the other hand decided to finish herself off first, while watched Sam slip her clothes back on. She came again and it flowed down her leg, “Oh, can you get that for me, Sam?” she said with a giggle. Sam left at the chance again, and she licked it off again. Roopa now put back on her clothes, she. You are just a wanna be at this point. So, if we have a situation we can't control, like an uncooperative client, we walk. We walk Soda Pop, and you are finished in the business period. Your thug friends are not body guards, they are fucking window dressing and you know it. So like I said, there will be no more gang photo ops. Did I make myself clear." The bitch speak for you brother?" TJ asked Rodney."I got one brother, and it sure as hell ain't you. So she speaks for me," Rodney. .and they'd been in the kitchen.)?So Alf had told Fanchon of his chastity fantasies, and they'd ordered a belt together. Or Fanchon had ordered it; she seemed to know a lot about that stuff. She'd locked Alf up, and then ordered him to lick her and make her cum three times.?But the problem is, of course, a woman doesn't always feel like cumming. Fanchon had cum twice that night, Alf had gone to bed orgasmless...and suffered during the day watching Kissler Systems's? hot little secretaries. She was still too tight. He asked for some oil and was handed a can of lubricating oil for cars. He put a little on a finger and inserted that in her ass.She squealed in outrage. ?Please, please don’t do that.? That did her no good at all; he eventually had two fingers from each hand inside her and was stretching her anal opening wider and wider. Tears were running down her face and she kept saying, ?Please, no. Please stop? but all the while another man was holding her hips and forcing her.