He flipped her over and startedeating her out! Now it was almost a wrestling match. Hegrabbed Monica while she was down on all fours andspread her leg... sideways as far as they would go,sticking his cock right up her ass!“Hey, not in my BUTT HOLE!” Monica yelled while thefootball player worked it in and pumped and pumped. “OhOH OH!” Monica squealed. After a while, he pulled out, but Monica managed to pinhim down. She spread HIS legs and stuck her finger upHIS ass working. You watch yourself as you lubricate the machine’s cocks. You watch yourself as you, holding your whiskey glass, your robe off your shoulders and hanging in the bend of your arms, step over and lower yourself onto the machine. You aim the forward cock between your pussy lips and you squirm slightly as you begin to work it in. But suddenly, there’s the other cock at your asshole and you begin to flirt with it. You are excited by it. You are remembering when I took your asshole last week. You are. "He hit me, sir. He used one of those things they use to smash in doors. The only reason I'm alive is I'd just slipped in a pool of Nigel's blood when he swung that thing at me." That's okay, Annie. Sit down, woman! Rest. Help is on the way."The cute maid, Annie, looked around the room, taking in the bodies and Victoria, still bent over, pale and shaking. She looked away. "This isn't going to be good, sir." No. Masked men, several of them, attacked the house. You saw at least one. Just tell it. I wanted to move but she kept holding me like that, her eyes locked on mine. Her finger entered me slowly and I know I gasped. Lana’s eyes held mine as she continued to move her finger so beautifully. ‘Please, don’t move.’ Her voice was low and husky and I was transfixed. One finger was now the centre of my attention. It didn’t go deep, but slowly and gently moved inside me then slipped out and between my lips, circling around my clit and then sliding back in, deeper this time. Her thumb took.