After a good meal and lots of wine we went into the living room. I went and got the camera and we all took images of ourselves posing in our outfits r...ady for another page on the web.I put some music on and Sally Anne stood up and undid her rubber skirt and started swaying to the music. It was such a sight seeing her in her rubber basque with its cut outs so her breasts were exposed and the rubber panties with 7" of rubber penis sticking straight out. Justine got up and dropped her skirt and. Then we exchanged some small pleasantries as to our names, where we live, what we are doing etc….Just small talk till we finish our cigarette. In the mean time the driver has replaced the punctured wheel and is ready to go. And to my luck she invites me for a ride along. During all this I was trying to steal glimpses of her boobs and her ass.Once settled in the car she told me that she usually comes to india with her friends but this time due to work she has come alone and is staying a few. Not a man to trifle with, she thought. But he nodded politely.“And finally, Mr Philips, our biology master and head of science,” here he pointed to the man directly on Cassandra’s right, the youngest there besides herself, in his early thirties with a handsome face and a body which could only be maintained by very regular exercise. He held out his hand and Cassandra leant across the table to shake it. “I regret that Miss Thatcher was unable to attend, she is busy with a conference in London. Give it to me ….deeper …. Deeper…oh ….oh ….Ugghh….”Her legs were locked behind my back and her arms were around my neck. I thrust in and out of her, the strokes becoming faster and faster until I couldn’t hold back no longer. I recall suddenly that we should have used a rubber, but it was way too late now to worry about that now. My head was spinning and the world seemed to tilt off its axis as I emptied myself into her, wad after wad of come emptied into the silken depths of her womb.We lay.