”Ash repeated, “We missed it too.”Daddy stirred in his chair. He can take some theoretical, but not a lot.Alicia looked at Daddy and said, “Th...ir internal name, operational name, is Project FreeMen. That’s spelled with a capital M. Women are still second class citizens. Despite the Greta Gunthers and Sarah Meriwethers of the world.”Ash said, “The word ‘Project’ is cute. Probably thought up by their PR arm.”SING.Ash continued, “The word ‘Project’ conjures up innocence. School homework, work. ”“Mmm, even after all those futas used it?” I gasped.“Especially after all those futas!” she groaned, her hands grabbing my ass, squeezing and kneading my wet tush.I grinned at her, another orgasm bursting through me.The pleasure swept through me, churned by her dick plunging into me again and again. She buried hard and deep into me. It was incredible to experience. The bliss washed over me. I shuddered, my pussy welcoming her girl-cock into my depths.I wanted her jizz firing into me.I clutched. Five. My turn.I expected it to be Rita and Bill, or me and Bill. The odds were with me to be the high roll. I revealed my dice, and stared for a moment. A two and a one looked up at me, gold on black. Three.Rita gave me a predatory smile. “My turn with you.” She saw Claire nodding in approval, and stepped in front of me. “Okay, here’s what we’re going to do.” She breathed deeply and bent forward at the waist, hands on the chair’s arms, milky breasts hanging tantalizingly close. “No making out.. Unke 15 minute baad doorbell ki awaz aayi. rashid bhai aaye aur unnone milk ki pocket baji ko dekar chale gaye. baji ne door band kar diya. store room me i feel guilty yeh sab maine karke apni baji per shaq kiya aur storeroom se bahar nikle ki soch raha tha phir doorbell ki awaz aayi.baji gai to mere chote chacha khalid aaye. Unki aur baji ki baat ki awaz aa rahi thi. wo baji se 10 bade hoge so baji se mazaq bhi karte hai khalid- bhabhi jaan kaha gai uzma baji-mamu ko attack ho gaya . waha gai.