The jeans were decidedly designer looking. The appliqu? on the backpockets was sewn with gold and silver metallic thread, much like on herskirt. The...legs were fairly narrow looking as well. I stepped in thelegs and pulled them up as far as they'd go. Even before I fastenedthem they were a bit snug to my crotch. I was afraid they were toosmall. Grace was watching me closely as I struggled to get them on."These are a little tight," I pointed out."Yes," she agreed. "That's how they're cut. . "Wer nicht h?ren will muss f?hlen"Er dreht sich um und holt ein Peitsche aus dem Koffer. Verl?sst das Podest und tritt auf Sandra zu."Zieh dich aus und bitte um Vergebung."Sandra bewegte sich nicht. Er holt mit der Peitsche aus und Sandra erh?lt eine Schlag auf Ihren Oberk?rper die Bluse zerrei?t. Sandra schreit.Einige Frauen springen auf, sofort erscheinen bewaffnete M?nner an den Eing?ngen des Schulungsraums und verteilen sich. Die Frauen die aufgesprungen sind setzen sich schnell wieder. Her body was held immobilized by these three guys and her struggles had no effect as they calmly waited their turn to wrap their throbbing members in her pussy. She glanced back at Alex who was putting on a condom and tossing aside the box she had brought with her in her bag. Dylan's fingers stroked the inside rim of her pussy, wetting his fingers and lightly grinding his cock against the small of her back. "No, no, wait!" she pleaded as she felt Alex's dick at her entrance again. "Let's talk. ”I picked up my bag from the floor next to the bed and hurriedly got dressed, not wanting her to see me naked. I was tying my shoes when she emerged.“You.” She stated matter-of-factly. “Huh?” I mumbled through the toothpaste still in my mouth.“What I want for breakfast.”I made a little smirking noise as I moved past her toward the bathroom. I spit out the toothpaste in my mouth, and rinsed with some water. “I don’t think so.” I stated, desperately hoping that any form of jokes or comments about.