She pulled up my pants covering my cock before sitting ontop of me once more. She move down and her lips once again touched mine, our mouths opened an... we kissed. I could taste my cum in her mouth as our tongues again swapped saliva. Once our lips aparted she said thank you that was great, and I replied saying no thank you, you were great, and gave her another little kiss before standing up. After neatening ourselves up, we slowly started heading back to find Steven and Kyla and see how their. Sometimes he stopped when fully up me, his body pressing against my buttocks as his penis was pushed right into my uterus. I felt someone stand beside me and begin to fondle my bust as it hung down, it was Michael. Then his fingers were undoing my blouse buttons and then transferring fondle action to my bra. This matched the split-crotch panties – mid-blue silk with black lace trim; “lovely matching undies” breathed Harold as he videoed the action, “someone get her blouse off so we can see it. Uncle Jonathan guided her elegantly, and their group followed like a band of soldiers. When they stopped in front of a white double door uncle Jonathan picked her up in his strong arms, like she was a little baby, and a pretty young girl and a handsome youth opened the doors and held them, while she was carried into a most incredible room. It had to be at least 150-200 square metres, walls and floor covered in white and coloured marble, woodwork in white and gold, columns carrying the ceiling,. I could see his face as he looked into the window. He was a big, rough looking, older African American guy, with uniform and belt laden with gun and other paraphernalia! I was scared out of my mind. He opened the door and made us get out. I requested our clothes and got a gruff, “NO!” He moved me near the back door and cuffed me to the door handle. I was standing nude and helpless. I was scared for BG. He moved her to the closed front door and had her face the car and extend her hands. He.