It was a bizarre set up. Seated at a table that stood by a bay window in the lounge were our “guests” for tea; two elegantly dressed, shop-window ...ummies. “You are all far too inexperienced to practice on any of us,” Miss Carson announced, seeing our looks of disbelief at being expected to wait on mannequins. “When you can do things properly for Amanda and Sally here, you MAY be allowed to try serving Miss Matilda or her guests.”First of all we had to lay up a table for afternoon tea. Miss. As the whole cock appeared, Sydney rubbed the underside with the back of her fingers soliciting a low moan from our hung black stranger. She grabbed the thick rod as she admired her first black cock. Our stranger’s erection was a very thick 8-9 inches with a foreskin-less purple head, a nice dark red area that quickly gave way to his black skin. Sydney hands looked quite small stroking that wonderful cock. At the base her hands would not make it around, but by the top the tips of fingers. Eutah heard the sounds of wailing and torture – the sounds of pain and agony – the sounds of death and dying souls. The sounds came closer and closer and he wondered if the spirits of the dead were coming for him one last time.Them, he heard a soothing voice speaking to him from above, as the sounds of death faded away. Then there was total silence until Ellienne spoke again, or did she speak? Her lips never moved as she called him by his Blackfoot name.‘Luta Netdahe, the demons will haunt you. " She moaned softly as she listened to Jessica's cries coming from her husbands office. "Yeah, fuck that tale love." She purred pushing the dildo into her sopping cunt.She started slowly working the dildo in and out of her hot cunt in time to the cries coming from her husband's office. When she heard Jessica scream she was cumming, Sally rammed the dildo in harder and deeper until she was panting and on the verge of ecstasy. "yes love, make her cum." She cried softly as she felt her own pussy.