The tattooist guys started working on each college student. As they were being operated on, each woman screamed. They felt pain and that they were...in Hell, agonising about what was being done to them.As for the female skinhead and the three tall fat guys doing the tattooing operations, they did not care.As for Miranda and gang, they laughed cruelly. The screams of their former rivals were music to their ears. They not only heard what was being done to them, but also were watching the. They sound primal. From deep in her throat and soul, her hands clutching at the desk. As the waves of shock from being filled begin to make way for the waves of pleasure that she unexpectedly feels, her back arches and her eyes roll back. He sees this and knows that she is completely his. She has succumbed to her new role. Getting up onto her elbows and lifting her head she gazes down to watch as his body moves in and out. He begins to pump faster into her. She opens her mouth to speak but all. At afternoon she came to our home and my mom started talking to her slowly asked her about her relation with her husband ,than my aunt said he is nice person but he is always busy with his office and friends and my mom asked her about her sexual life and my aunt said once in a month he gets mood for about five minutes and they do it ,I was listening them from my room and after some time my mother said she is sleepy and went to her bed room and closed the door, my aunt was watching TV and she. She did too. I couldn't help myself anymore, I pulled my hand back and slipped it under her shorts and panties. I started to rub my finger up and down her slit. She started moaning again. I rubbed her clit gently with my thumb, while I pushed my middle finger inside her. She jumped a little. I could feel how wet and hot her pussy was getting. After a few minutes her whole body shook. She stopped jerking me off, and pulled my hand out of her pants. She got up quickly. I sat up on the edge of the.