Screw the bed. Fuck the vinyl bench too. I yanked her ponytail directing her body where I wanted it, under my control. Hell I was not even wasting tim... locking the door.My hands in a flurry had her hockey top and sports bra off, juggettes of creamy flesh greeted my lewd eyes and my fingers tweaked her hard elegant high pointed pink nipples. Her hockey skirt disposed off easily. Her compression shorts were frickin tight fitting and an effort to get off, but I was only thinking her pussy and her. James blushed and wiggled his bottom for Garima. Garima spanked him firmly with undisputed dominating authority.James shoved his fist into his mouth and bit it as he grunted in humiliation. He rolled his eyes and blushed. He knew he would not be sitting down for a long time.Just when James didn’t think his embarrassment could get any worse, Naksh stepped forward. He re-inserted his monster cock into James’ slutty mouth. The cock slid so very deep into his throat. James bobbed and slurped and. She slowly started to rub her hand along the pussy, grinding it into her clit; Grace could get herself off in about 30 seconds, but wanted to make a show for her Deputy. She slowly slipped one then two fingers into her wet slit, standing the way she was, she managed only to get a small amount of penetrating into her pussy. Soon she was in a fevered pitch. She leaned back onto the car totally and had one hand rubbing her clit and the other inside herself. She felt the rush of her orgasm coming. I begged them to on the mobile torch and show their faces.One guy: We fucked the hell out of this nasty bitch. Let’s go and put the fuse back in.The rest of the gang agreed. I didn’t know what was happening and asked them. They laughed wickedly at my face and said that they purposely removed the kitchen fuse so they could fuck me and satisfy their lust. The power came back in a minute.I was shocked to see that I was in our chef’s bathroom with both hands tied to the washbasin tap. My shirt was.