"Jamhal; what the fuck is going on..." Michele shriekedSaheed stepped forward and backhanded her across the mouth."You have not broken or trained her ...hen?" Saheed ignored Michele and spoketo Jamhal."As you wish sahib I have left her unsullied and unbroken for the Cabal totrain as they wish," Jamhal replied.Michele was not stupid, as incredible as it seemed, the thing that one onlyread about in the Sunday tabloids had happened to her. She had been abductedin some strange Arab country and was. We all watched her lovely breasts dangle as she did so. It indeed appeared that she was enjoying the display she was putting on. We all looked at the dark triangle of hair between her legs in anticipation of seeing more soon. None of us guys dared touch our now rigid cocks for fear of cumming so soon.It was now Sandy's turn. She seemed a little nervous but she reached down and grasped the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. Her bra covered her small breasts. She took off her. That was the night Aunt Tori seduced him. He had thought he was imagining things when it seemed the kiss she gave him at his sixteenth birthday party the week before was possibly longer and more passionate than an aunt would typically give her nephew, but she left no doubt in his mind when, the moment his parents' car was out of sight, she turned to him and said, “Marc, you sexy hunk, are you still a virgin?” Wide-eyed at her question, but hopeful as to what it implied, all he could do was nod. I then led him to his living room, where there is a large ottoman, which I pushed him down on. WIth him on his back, I walked around the ottoman, and standing above his head, slowly rubbed my cock on his lips, until they opened, and took me in. My Cock? Roughly the girth and length of a standard longneck beer bottle... Not the thickness of the neck, but the lower bottle.His hand came up and started stroking my shaft. I could tell he had done some oral before, so I let him explore. I ran my.