The four of them gathered around the small coffee table in the living room. There was calmness in the air as they each took hold of the planchette and...Enid began."If there are any spirits here, could you please make yourself known?" she said with a shakiness in her voice. The small ivory planchette moved over H-E-L-L-O. The girls shared expressions of shock before collecting themselves again. Brynja could feel a strange presence upon reading the greeting., as if someone had gently placed a hand. She saw that there was around 7-8 of them. All older than here. They walked slow towards her. Old white men, most of them around their 50s. Some fat, and some well built. They all had their cocks out of their zippers. Hard white cocks, old horny men ready to fuck their muslim slut.She was laying on here said, spreading her asscheeks. The first of them guided his fat white cock right into her asshole, and started fucking her. Her moans could be heard all over the woods, before a new cock filled. ..''getting in the shower with me, myself trying to hide my cock with my hand ''you seriously think i dont know you been wanking all night looking at porn, instead of studying''''take your hand away, im tired of you always wanking , things gonna change ''''you gonna become a good boy from now on''her big tities rubbing on my facetaking me out of the shower pointing at my present on the sink counteri open it and didnt understandshe took the blueue pale plastic thing with white stars on itand i. Her closed body language was clear, but I couldn't tell if she was just being coy, or if she was silently freaking out inside her head. I figured the best way to find out was to ask some more questions:"Have you changed your mind?" I shuddered, as I asked her as calmly as possible.Another agonizingly long pause and she finally shook her head 'no', but still she didn't look up at me. I was only slightly more assured:"Are you sure you don't want to just leave?" I asked rather boldly.I took the.