Both girls were moaning and groaning, their knees buckling every time Mom touched them. I walked over behind Ashleigh. I reached round and grabbed her...tits. I rubbed my cock around the rim of her ass. I slowly pushed my cock inside her. Her breathing becoming heavier as I started thrusting. Mom still sucking on Grace’s clit. “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, OH FUCK” Ashleigh panted as I pushed deeper inside her. Mom was still working her fingers in Ash’s pussy. I tightened my grip around her waist, and. Then he said to me – main upni biwi ko tere liye nangi kar rah hoon – yeh tera maal hai – jish tehar se chodna chattay hai – chod daal is ko. Namrata had a trimmed pussy and he opened her lips and then he brought her hand down and I almost came in her silky soft hands as she started to massage me. Now he pushed her down and he took my cock and guided it into her mouth – very soft lips engulfing my throbbing cock – his hands were trembling and he was now fingering her pussy – she was moaning and. By this time I wasn’t bothered about being seen in my mac. It wasn’t a posh place, and mainly full of blokes, though on the odd occasion when a girl came in with a bloke or blokes, I loved being seen by Her as I ogled the skimpy-dressed barmaids like a real perv (which is what I am).I was often one of a group of 3 or 4 pervs standing at the corner of the bar where you could see the barmaids all the time. Over my mac-wanking career I’d occasionally seen other pervs, even back in the go-go pub. This is not right, I want to escape. I cant be caged up naked subject to these sadistic torture any time they want, these motherfuckers will just wake up in the middle of the night, and remove us from our cages or cells and abuse the hell out of us. They go away, laughing at us. Saying things to each like they are not going to smell to good in about an hour, or hearing one of the designated dungeon Masters say, with all the slaves in the dungeon I will run, I will never use the toilet.