Fifth Man-Deb, again sixth Man is Dick-2,again eleventh man-Dick-3 and females are numbered as Penali-1,penali-2,penali-3 and so on.At first system wa... as such for first five men Penali-1 was designated that is Penali -1 is booked for vigorous fucking by Dick-1, Bham-1, Urge-1, Kul-1 and Deb-1 and for next five men Penali-2 was designated and so on.Thus Penali-20 completes the last five able fuckers and thus 80 Penalis wait in fucking queue and pregnant Penali is replaced by the fresh one. Thus. “What? I thought you wante—““Stand up.”“What?”“Did I stutter? Stand. Up.”She slowly brought herself up.“Now pull up your skirt.”“Why?”“You are asking an awful lot of questions. Just do as you’re told.”Hesitantly, she pulled up her skirt, revealing a lacy black thong.“Now place your elbows on the desk and bend over.”She slowly started to do so.Benjamin took a step toward her and began to massage her cheeks.Cynthia was so confused. What was he doing back that? Seriously…what the hell was—“Oww!”. Then reality hit. Jason, my second oldest brother, had just seen me being eaten out by one of our father's beloved mastiffs. Why was he home? Were they all home? Would Tyler and Ron soon enter the kennel? Would my dad be next? The kennel door was still open. I was still naked from the waist down. There was still a giant dog's head between my thighs. I felt mortified and panicked like I never had before in my life. All the ecstasy I had been feeling seconds before flooded out of me in an. I was the mistress secluded southern plantation, whose slaves had rebelled after her confederate husband was killed in battle. Now, it was the turn of the hulking, angry field hand from the cotton field to take revenge for the lashings of the slave master's bull whip. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I moaned, escaping into an agonizing reverie that mirrored the animalistic fucking this black master was giving me in the here and now. His fucking accelerated and became even more wild and violent, and I.