Taking in my stature he dismissed me as a threat. “Push off wimp or it will be your head. I shove down the toilet, just so you know, it hasn’t bee... flushed.” he threatened.“I’d like to see you try!” I retorted.He gave me another looking over, but still didn’t see anything he couldn’t handle. He turned fully toward me and advanced in what he obviously thought was a threatening way. I backed up a few steps, he probably thought I was scared, but I actually wanted a bit more room to move in, just. Very wrong. Just two minutes into a delightful piece of oral work, John stopped. I looked up to see if there was a problem and I quickly realised that a bigger nightmare loomed. John was repositioning himself between my legs and aiming his monster dick at my little pussy! Daddy! No please dont! Im too small and its already too tight with Mike in my bum, please dont! Even Mike tried to protest but an order of Shut the fuck up silenced us both. Mike was instructed to hold inside me and to hold me. "You can leave now." she said. "Just change in the hallway and get out of my house". Without questioning I swiftly moved towards the door, but before I stepped out I caught a glimpse of her dropping her towel and stepping into the shower. I had just stepped through the door and was starting to put my clothes on when I heard Sarah call out from the other room. "Wait," she said, and I slowly poked my head around the bathroom door."Yes?" I asked as I gazed into the white-walled bathroom. I saw. Dipak was wearing an attractive sherwani and was looking extremely handsome. Mita, oh my God what a stunning beauty she was. She was wearing a red chiffon saree tied well below the navel exposing her pubic region and even a bit of her pubic hair. Her blouse was sleeveless and backless and she was not wearing any bra. Her cleavage and part of her big boobs were visible through the deep frontal cut of her blouse. Her back was bare right up to the crack of her buttocks. Dipak welcomed me with a.