He was a good dancer for an older, white man - not your typical dad dancer. It was hot and beads of sweat had found their way onto bits of our skin. ...As I pulled up my top once again, he pulled me closer and spun me around. I could smell the scent of his skin and for the first time, I was finding myself attracted to him. Shortly after, he whispered in my ear that he wanted to leave. I concurred. We took a cab to his apartment, less than a mile from my own. The buildings could not have been. Don't hesitate, we've given them all the chances we can."The four with the ordnance ran up the mountain, while the other men got into position on each side of the cabin.I used the bullhorn to give the escapees one last chance. When there was no response, I signaled go.I had talked one of the other men out of his .308 sniper rifle and had settled down into a prone firing position, sighting in at the door. This was not a group that seemed to want to give up.The flash bangs began going off, and. The fantasy included Sandy performing girl on girl sex, something she had sworn to me on numerous occasions she had never done before.I was shocked when Sandy became excited from my telling of the fantasy to her. She had even managed to arrange a weekend away from our home town where most of my fantasy came true. That experience had led to Sandy wanting to share other women with me. She had ordered a strap-on harness and an 8" dildo to go with it.We had gone on a date with another woman and. One day when home was empty, Laila sat on sofa carelessly. Savita was in kitchen. Abhi and Imran watched mobile. Abhi took the mobile in his hand and started camera and zoomed on Laila’s skirt. Even Imran also enjoyed the mobile screen. Sudden Savita came outside and she shocked to see Abhi’s activity. She shouted on them. Savita said to Laila, “Why do you sit like this?? Abhi watches your pussy and Imran also see this.” After some discussion they said that they liked Laila and Savita. Abhi.