As you searched your finger bumped into a small switch about the size of a thumb tack somewhere at your hip. Hoping that this switch could provide som... sort of light you switch it on.Not nearly a half second after you activated the switch you are blinded by the sudden brightness of the lights. You blink away the pain and realize that you'r laying on some sort of stone table littered with some sort of clear and white fluids. As you look around the room you find it a mess of books and other. He instantly dropped his pants and pulled out his greasy semi hard 7 inch prick in one hand while cupping and stabilising the back of her head in the other. He aggressively jammed his dick in her mouth and down her throat making her gag and thrash her head trying to shake it out of her mouth. When she failed to succeed in ejecting the cock from her mouth she bit down hard making the gang member roar and howl in agony as he backed away bending over clutching his injured cock.“You’re going to. As I've mentioned before, I had more medals than most men in 1RGJ, and the same could be said for those in the QDG. All eyes were on me as I jangled my way through the main room of the mess; miniature medals are worn with mess dress, but mine were full sized, as I was in No2 Home Dress, of khaki tunic and trousers. I hadn't yet bought my mess dress, and four full sized medals with their ribbons, and parachute wings, look good on a khaki background. I must admit I did have a bit of a swagger on. Muthu was smooching my breasts tenderly and started kissing my neck from behind and I was losing control over my body. Assar started to comment on my pussy how well it was shaved, slowly running his fingers above and around my pussy sending shivers down my spine. Assar tried to insert in finger in my pussy, I kept both of my legs together as tight as possible, I didn’t want him to find how wet I was. Assar told muthu to open my legs he inserted one of his legs in between mine made room for the.