Usko khola to usme ek White panty thi, saath mein ek paper tha jispe lika tha “jab cabin se niklo to pehan lena.Mein samajh nahin pa rahi thi ki ais... kyun. Phir mere senior ko dekha to woh mukura raha tha. Mere phone pe ek message aaya. “Apne saare kapde utarkar table par rakh do”. Mere pas koi choice nahin thi, mujhe wohi karna tha jo sms mein ayega. Maine phone table par rakha, aur ek ek karke apni kapde utarne lagi. Pehle top utara, phir bra. Phir maine Skirt utari.Ab mein apne senior ke. As she did, she rocked back and forth on me, my cock pressing against the fabric of her jeans. I tore at the snap to her jeans. Janice rolled off of me and onto her back. As she did, she pushed her jeans and her pink underwear down past her thighs, revealing her womanhood, her virgin womanhood, to me. In an instant, she was as naked as I. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked. “Yes,” Janice responded without hesitation. I slipped my hand on to her stomach and gently walked my fingers. Some strange guy's fingers were digging roughly into my pussy and I was dripping wet from the excitement of something so dirty and raw. Sasha fumbled with the guy next to me and his fly came down and his cock came out. He was small and his cock was dark and Sasha's little hand seemed so light wrapped around it. She jerked him off and rubbed harder on the guy's cock she was sitting on. Was she fucking him? Did he have his cock out and inside her? She looked at me and closed her eyes with ecstasy. They had four daughters ranging from Stacy at sixteen years old, Theresa at fifteen years old, Martha at fourteen years old, and Kathy at thirteen years old. Each one was pretty enough to be a model or a beauty queen, so was their mother.When I walked in and held him at gunpoint he refused to pay his debt. I had very little choice but to take him and his whole family with him. I thought that I could use them to my advantage. Luckily I had enough nylon wire ties with me to do the job. I had his.