It defuses my anger. I can never seem to stay angry with him. He has such a good heart that I can feel it even from 10 feet away."This should not have...happened." I say calming down. "Where were you?" I came over here as soon as I noticed the boys were missing." He frowns at the pile of pained teenagers."They have been chomping at the bit for the last couple of days." He drops his arms to his side only raise them again to cross them over his chest. He biceps bulging as he flexes his muscles. "I. He had mounted her like he was a stud bull--his legs wide apart, knees planted firmly on the bed for ultimate thrusting! He had waited years for this! Now it was happening!This had been Karl’s most taboo fantasy--something he allowed rare light, released only during masturbation or when he fucked Jean. (To vent that lust, he would imagine his wife’s pussy was Roxie’s! Imagining he was fucking his teen daughter, giving Jean his best cum loads and her best orgasms. He knew that Jean could never. The plan was to end with a group, with all five girls. but they had invited some friends over and were a total of 17 girls and 3 boys. He called me and asked if I wanted to witness this orgy. I jumped over. When I arrived, some everything was without pants. My boyfriend was all naked. He was in good shape with the boys and had one that he took in doygystile from behind, while he took the next ass with his dick, a bit like a sandwich standing. He got seven pussies, three asses, no condom. He. "Do you know that everyone hates you, slut?" Yes, Mistress Desiree," slut said happily."Get up, you filthy whore slut. Your makeup is a mess, and I can smell you from here, no matter how much perfume your lovely Mistress Dianna has put on you." "Yes, Mistress Desiree," slut said happily.But when he tried to get up, he realized he couldn't. The corset wouldn't bend enough, and the heels were too high. Every time he tried, he fell over again. The sun beat down on his black outfit, and he sweat so.