”Carol was beginning to look more and more desperate.“And all those other people?” said Tom getting angry. “They were there too!”“How do I...know they were real people?” She asked, bitterly. She gestured at the booklet. “It’s just paper! He’s taken you all in. Not me!” but her voice betrayed her uncertainty.Things got quiet.“He’s got the recordings,” said Tom quietly, “Here’s a CD of the interviews.”He threw it on the table. “You can ring any of those people. Why should they lie?”Carol’s face. “Can I take a shower first.”“No, you missed a few spots of the lawn, so you have to wait until after dinner to bathe, and I will personally bathe you. Oh, and take off that bikini, I don’t want you to get grass stains on the chairs.”Sandy meekly ate her dinner, which was a huge steak, potatoes and vegetables, with cheesecake for dessert. After dinner Sandy felt better and said, “Thanks Mike, dinner was great, and I am glad you saw that I worked hard and tried to please you.” This was Sandy. His throat powerfully pounded by Nuzla’s strap-on as his ass was fucked into utter oblivion.The embarrassment was so intense for James. His eyes watered and rolled back in his head. Nuzla pulled her strap-on out of James’ slutty mouth. He gasped and panted to catch his breath. Nuzla slid the strap-on off and passed it to Garima.She put it on, and Garima began fucking James’ face with great authority. She pumped her hips so fast and hard and banged James’ tonsils brutally. It embarrassed him. She sighed as her hand slipped along my thigh and under my skirt, her fingers slipping into my wetness. She had not been allowed such freedom for so long, it felt wonderful she said to explore my body so freely, even as my hands stayed near the small of her back, tracing lightly to the top of her ass, but never straying far, our lips remaining locked together as we made out on the bed. But as the clock on the wall chimed the hour, I switched our positions. I rolled her over onto her back and.