Like my fear of clowns, ever since I was a child it is just one thing I have always hated so much, I don’t know why they scare me but they do terrib...y. So Master had me gangbanged by 4 men dressed as clowns, as he sat laughing in the background with his video camera.Once he had got bored with torturing my nipples and had either ran out of gas or was just bored of farting in my face he got off me, and pulled me to my feet.?Now you little bitch I have some news for you, I was talking to my friend. He knew he should leave the room or ask her to cover up, but he could not, his little head was now in control. He had never seen a body like that the one in front of him, Most woman look better with their clothes on, hiding imperfections. Usually, ones imagination is usually better than reality, however, not in this case. Before Robert was a perfect body, one that measured a ten.Heather moved even closer to him. She took his hands in hers and placed them on her tits. "I know you have wanted to. The three strongest he wasn't worried about, nor the lowest five. The three that were in between were of worry. They were his kind of scum though not when he was as incapacitated as he was.That one male and the two females were just the type to try and wrest control of the council from him and the others. Smiling he nodded yes under usual circumstances he would welcome scum like them.He cursed silently how in the hell had his son as clever and devious as he was get captured? Then to be taken. My bosoms are hot and sweaty with him breathing in to them and my fanny feel like its going to explode with the amount of cum he is pumping in to me. I needed that, a good seeing too, but not with my son, eventually realizing. I quickly lift off his cock, grabbing the tissue, I used to dry his leg and jam it against my fanny while I climb off him completely .Pulling my strap back up and covering my tit, I leave the room and go to the bathroom all in a confused state. I hear him come to his.