Your last day of detention will be Saturday morning." She held up our tests. "And if anything like this happens again, I will personally make sure tha... both of you are out of this school. Now get out of my classroom."I was pretty much numb as I left the classroom. It just proves my theory that every good day of my life is followed by a really fucked up one. Detention for a week, with Mr. Wilson, I just knew it was going to be the worst fucking nightmare in the world. As me and Chris made our. “You can call me Mark,” he said lightly as he slowly rubbed her legs sensually from her ankles to her inner thigh, coming dangerously close to her vagina. “You’re going to be fucked like you have never been fucked before, would you like that?” “Yes,” Maria managed to whisper. With that, he rammed two fingers into her now wet vagina and pumped in and out ferociously. Maria was so stunned she didn’t hear the mysterious door open again, or realize the room was slowly filling with more strange men.. The next stage was coming and Jean regrettably was right. She and Abby had been double penetrated with some increasing frequency by the Collins men, but this night was way over the top. They both had long since lost any track of cocks entering their bodies or orgasms. The amount of cum in their holes and down their throat had to be staggering if they actually somehow saw it as a volume. Now, it started, again.Two men were already on their backs on the repositioned cushions. They held their. She lifted her ass up a bit and I tried to peel the tights off. Not enough space. She stood up and down they came. I left them puddled at her ankles, her fat white legs shining in the dark theater, her white cotton panties skin tight over her pussy. She was barely on the edge of her seat and I dove in press on her covered pussy. Her panties were soaked. I tried to get my fingers inside her tight panties band at the leg, and it was like a lock. I pulled on the band at her tummy, and she arched.