. and clubs. They all also had white hoods and robes. It wasn’t rocket science why everyone was indoors for the moment, if they could manage it. For...some odd reason, the Klan had crawled out of the woodwork, and they were some nasty Klucker bastards from the look of them.“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck ... that’s the KKK, isn’t it?” Becca got visibly nervous, not without cause, though she also looked a bit pissed ... again, justifiably so.“Afraid so. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m in no. B. had fucked her two or three times just before leaving. This, however, made no difference to me. The attack was as unexpected as it was delightful to the lady. She placed both hands on my head and pressed my face against her throbbing cunt. She was evidently hotly excited, not only by what I was then doing, but by the scene, the conversation, and the handling of my prick, which she had been indulging in. She wriggled her bottom nervously below me, I continued to greedily lick her moist and. Their eyes were glued to the TV as a well-endowed guy was pushing his cock into a buxom blonde's mouth face fucking her. I could see the girl's little fingers ramming deep into each other's pussys in time to the guy's strokes at the blonde-haired woman's mouth.I kept quiet and slipped into the room behind the curtains out of sight watching them. My fingers slipped down inside my panties watching their fingers slide in and out of their pussies and listening to their chat. I was just about to. To our dismay, we can hear the sounds coming from the basement. Yukiko is whimpering as she gives herself the enemas. Her whimpers become really high pitched, and we guess it is the third enema, three quarts and half a bottle of Sriracha. A higher pitched squeal, almost a scream signals the butt plug going in. Soon, Yukiko walks painfully up the stairs. Her distended abdomen must be cramping terribly, because every few steps, she bends over, and can only stand by holding on to the railing. She.