“No, sir,” she replied, trembling as she dropped the shirt and lowered her gaze.“OK! All of you stand up! Now!” her ordered.Elly stood first r...ceiving humiliating and degrading catcalls from the whole gang.“Very nice!” grinned their vile and disgusting leader.Then Basinah and Fahada both stood together, trying to take comfort in each others touch.“Look at those dirty whores!” he laughed. “They still can't keep their fuckin' filthy hands off each other.”They all exploded in raucous laughter,. Nadia knelt next to him and took hold of his chin to look closer at his face. Her eyes widened at his state. He was filthy, unshaved, cuts and faint bruises all over his hands and face; he must've given quite a struggle before being tied down like a dog."Water" was the only word he managed to mouth before hanging his head down again. Nadia with her fumbling hands quickly managed to give him the water that she always carried with her. He gulped it down thirstily before she began to cut the knots. He knew what her bed looked like, and she was lying on it with her legs spread wide, and two fingers parting her pussy lips. At least she wouldn’t know for sure that he’d looked when he opened the full-size image. She was visibly wet.Steeling his will, he deleted the entire conversation. Having those pics on his phone was going to be more temptation than he could manage. He put the phone on the charger, and went to take a shower - a cold one.She obviously wasn’t done. She sent four more. Samantha had said that if I arranged her meeting with my girlfriend, she would actually go through with our fantasy. However she said that she didn’t know those guys to fuck her. With that I told her that I do know the proper candidates! Samantha didn’t mind and said it was going to be a good talk. A few days later I had called Samantha up and told her that everything was on Saturday night. My wife exclaimed that was great and that she was free, and excited. I needed a company, so I asked 8 of.