Make our centaur friend cum his load!” Perkins seemed to enjoy it as he ran his strong fingers up and down the centaur,s stiff shaft till the sperm ...lasted out going a fair distance to land in the dirt five feet away. “Impressive Charlie. I,m afraid you won,t be making any babies with our women or your centaur lady friend though.” The man drew a large sharp knife and severed Charlie,s throat, the centaur collapsing in a rapidly growing pool of blood. The men rode away laughing as Charlie bled. Besides, it would ruin the holidays. So I set out to remove the evidence of the crime. I used a stain stick and liquid stain remover and scrubbed at his dried cum stains until the panties were clean. I washed them with the sheets and dried them. Later that day I brought them from my room to Mom's and told her they must have been mixed in with my clothes from my Thanksgiving trip back home. Mom told me thanks and that she'd wondered what happened to them. I watched her carefully and I really. He pressed my ass chicks and slapped hem as well. He left me before my manager would call upon. Next was Mr. Ram, short in height but fit like a desi body. He was quite muscular. Soon as I reached to him, he juggled me into his arms and started pressing my breast. Finding it interesting he did more vigorously, now I was feeling the pain. His sweat was smelling very bad but did not care at all about it and make me to kiss his sweaty and smelly chest. He was unstoppably pressing my lower ass and. Joe glanced over at me, taking a drag of his cigarette, with a look on his face that said he knew I had something on my mind. "Hey guys... can I tell you all something?"They all looked over at me now, and I could feel their eyes on me... it was almost rather intimidating to be honest. I pushed the uneasiness aside though and popped the cap off of a new bottle of beer, taking a quick sip of the beer. "It's about Christina." Is it about how she's older than you?" asked Matt. "Because we think.