”“I suppose you’re right,” Betty acknowledged. “Well, it is lovely. Now, open your legs for me, and I’ll show you how to put it in.”Madi...on was suddenly happy she’d washed the crusted cum off her thighs. It felt awkward, but she spread her legs open, revealing her naughty bits.“Oh,” Betty sighed. “Aren’t you just beautiful? I can’t imagine any man seeing you and not wanting to bury his face between your thighs.” Betty smiled at her daughter. “Now then, I want you to take this and push it in. There were several men in attendance, all of them with that certain air of self-confidence that made them seem debonair and handsome, regardless of their driver's license photo. They were obviously men of wealth. There were a few other women scattered around the room, as well. All of the women were young and pretty, some were even beautiful, but none of them were close to Karin's class. She stood out not only because of her height, but because her poise and beauty set her apart as something. It was about three inches by four inches, maybe less. There were no obvious charging ports.“Confederacy?” Mark had looked it over and finding no markings, had jumped to that conclusion before he handed it to Henrietta. She looked it over and nodded in agreement.“Yup. I found it just laying around.” Monica had a bittersweet smile on her face. “The electrical engineering firm I am working at now has had four pickups made on our people in the last two years. I’ve missed all four. Once I was home. Akhtar spread his legs wide while sitting and then unbuttoned his pants and pulled his zip down. “Surely not,” Rekha thought, “Not in front of everyone.”“Would you do me a favor, Rekha darling?” Akhtar asked her signaling her to pull his pants down.Many thoughts were running in Rekha’s mind, but she thought of pleading again.“Akhtarji, please not in front of everyone,” Rekha said“Do you want my men to grab Maya?” Akhtar said, pulling Rekha in between his legs by her hairs.Rekha turned towards.