..." Kevin said. "I actually DON'T think that's gonna be possible... You see... you have sex with US, and we don't tell on you." Are you crazy?! Fine,...suspend me, I don't care!" retorted Karen."We were kind of hoping for this," said Charles, smiling evilly. "I guess we'll have to force this upon you!"Before Karen knew what was happening, Ryan and Kevin had seized her and slammed her against the shower wall. Sobbing frantically for help, Karen was incapable of fighting back."What are you,. Turning to the audience, she smirked while she undid and lowered her pants. She then shimmied backwards into Wendell so that his face was right in her thong-covered ass – a place his face was getting used to. So many women had shoved their asses in his face that night that he couldn’t remember them all. Diana peered back over her shoulder at her hapless little toy, his nose right at the top of her ass crack and his eyes pleading for mercy.“Like my ass, bug?” she asked.Wendell was afraid to. Get your arse on that bed there;it’s your turn now. He pushed her back onto the bed, sothat hr legs were over the end. Her skirt wasunceremoniously pulled off her, as were her whitepanties, exposing the beautiful mound of red hair thatsurrounded her fanny.“Fuck me,” he said. “I love a hairy cunt to lick andbury my face in, and run my fingers through, andthere’s no better coloured cunt than a redhead.”Our little girl was now left with just the knee. As Chad was picking up his wet diaper, Mel was trying to make a decision.She needed a number. She just didn't know what that number should be.Five? No, too low. Ten? Was that too high? Twelve? But twelve wouldmean... So maybe six... or eight... or... Oh hell! Why not make itinteresting! Twenty! She grabbed her coffee pot and refreshed her cup. Then she brought it over to Sandy and refilled her cup."Hey," Sandy said as soon as Mel had topped off her coffee. "What's onhis nails? Some.