“Always wear stockings. Now go and take your bra off and meet us over there by the lift, we are going to my room and Chris can watch while I fuck yo....”Karen leaned towards Jack and kissed him on his lips, her red lipstick leaving its mark. Not long after, Karen walked towards us from the ladies. Her leather jacket was gaping open to disclose her pert boobs to anyone looking. I was. Jack was. Another couple were who had joined us just as the lift arrived.Jack put his arm round Karen’s waist and. They are planted, firmly, some three feet apart. My ears hear my lips shuddering together, the mouth inside trying to make words. My back arches. I am now straight and stock still, my head an even plane from the top of my hair, dangling down around my face (now hidden) past my neck, down my back. The only place my body curves at any but the straightest of angles is at the natural curve of my full and ripe ass. Roughly, he enters me. My body goes limp under the skin, my muscles and bone. He pushed his head against what looked like such a small hole, as he pushed, Soletas arse soon let him in, he pushed and pushed as Soleta moaned. She eventually took all his length into her hole. Me and L didn't even need to wank to keep ourselves hard. P said it was L's turn. He did exactly the same as P. Shoving his dick into her arse, he fucked her from behind. He must have been fucking her hard for at least 5 minutes while both me and L watched her get pounded. She pushed herself up on her. Mara pave jare ka beech ma tha .jab papa na 4 gar lagara tho un ka hat mari choot ka tuch ho gaya ,tho unhona mujko dakha par ma dhusari taraf dakh na laghi .thori dar tho who or ma thori jijak tha raha fir ma thori kull gaye koye ki who kuch nahi kah raha tha .fir mana apan pave chora kar dea or thori unka pass kisak ka bath gaye .tho mari choot unka hat pa tuch mona laghi .tho papa bhi thora uttagit ho gaya .Fir man na masus kiya ki mara karan un ka land khara hona lagha tha ,tho karib 1.