As they went down the back stairs and entered the dining hall, one ofthe Hobo Army said "Hubba, hubba" at their scanty outfits."Jason Knight," Pastor ...elen scolded. "These young ladies are ourguests, and should be treated as such." Sorry, Pastor Helen," the man said contritely. "May I escort you to theserving line?"Jason seemed chastised, and Pastor Helen watched as he politely led thewomen through the line and then to a table before returning to hisduties, while keeping an eye out on the other. It was the pervasive cloying scent that he loved so much to taste and inhale at just such times when his needs were overwhelming. They all rested in each other’s arms and he made acquaintance of their surprisingly pristine rear entries with his long middle fingers at exactly the same moment and watched the different expressions on their lovely faces when they knew he was truly in command of their nether regions. Lenochka was submissive in her acceptance of his dominance but Natasha was like a. It was not like the truncheon. It was smaller, finer and quite short. She stood behind me and I felt a wet finger press against my dark star. My body resisted almost unconsciously but she persisted, whispering into my ear, ‘Do not resist, learn the pleasure that can come to you. Until your virginity is gone this is where I shall enjoy you and you will learn to love it, to crave it.’ Her finger passed the resistance and indeed I moved from discomfort to pleasure. ‘I knew you would love it.’ Her. .. He told the others that I had another hole and they could share…Big Tom then slipped off from my wasted sore cunt; but he inserted two fingers on me. I responded panting and writhing, as I started to cum hard around his fingers. Then they dragged me to the green pool table.Big Tom wanted to cum inside me; so he lifted my body and dumped me across the corner of the pool table. He made me sit right over the corner and he pulled me by my armpits, guiding his hard cock back into my stretched wet.