Pamela had just been to the gym she was wearing latex bottoms that clung to her tight ass and showed off her long legs, and a vest top that showed her...sports bra that was restraining her huge tits - well trying to!She got in the car and set off to pick Mark up.I heard the door go and waited to see not only Mark walk in but his friend Chris and Sean.“Mark was feeling lonely without Helen” teased Pamela “so we went round and picked his friends up.”The boys walked in smiling, I could tell from the. That was worrying, Chris thought; it looked like they were engaging in some sort of learning exercise.Two more units seemed busy with fabrication, as he had suspected. Four more were engaged in bullying Mike who was still wearing the maids outfit he had been forced into. They were showing no signs of a let up in their dominant behaviour, in spite of the fact that Mike had obviously been sobbing and was wearing stockings that had been laddered by being forced to his knees by his robotic. Main bahut kehta ki spose kero ki kisi ka lund tumhari choot main hai or mera lund tumhre muh main or sath main main tumhari choot chat reha huun yeh sab wo feel kerti lakin baad main mna ker deti ki nahi yeh sab india main nahi hota mujhe se nahi hoga.Lakin main use kisi or se chudwane or uske samne kisi or ko chodne ka mann bna chuka tha.Mujhe pata tha ki uska intrest is sab main ban chuka hai lakin wo shrma rahi hai or darr rahi hai ki kahin kuch galat na ho jaye.Wo mujhe is bare main bolti. “Are you done for the night?” the “Man” asked her in a deep voice. “Yes, finally,” Bev answered, throwing her long, blonde hair back over her shoulders, “I was dying in there.” Both of the lesbians nodded in agreement. “We’re going to take a walk on the beach. Care to come with us?” the big dyke offered. “Why not?” Bev agreed. She was fascinated with these two women, and saw no reason not to join them. She followed them down the steps to the beach. They walked just under the shadow of the.