“Not quite 9. Few more hours before we have to check out…”, I said, marveling at the over 12 hours of cock my wife just took like a champ.“She...��s amazing.” he said. “How about I help her to make you cum? Here, sit in this chair here...”He positioned a chair in front of a large mirror on the wall and I sat down. Then he pulled my wife’s hair and grabbed it in his fist, leading her head first on her hands and knees off the bed and over to me, pulling her head right onto my cock, which she eagerly. The basket filled, she paused with indecision over the hanger and its load. For a minute she was tempted to stand and just kick it under something. Unfortunately there was nothing to kick it under. The metal frame of the clothes rack would have struggled to hide a spider.Gritting her teeth she took hold of the hanger and stood.Colin was grinning boyishly at her discomfort. She struggled to keep her head which was trying to float away. Part of her wanted to grin and laugh with him. She quelled. Jimbo told as he was leaving she needs to do what ever it takes to keep her job or he will be forced to post their video on the internet. He tells Diane that after all the principle is a man and that Diane is a great cock sucker with a nice tight pussy she should use it to her advantage.Diane knocked on the principles door and he tells her to come in and sit down.He told her that he had heard about her gang bang with the football team and that he had no choice but let her go and report her to. [1 day later]It was safe to say this trip had started off being a disappointment, Olya reflected as she lounged on the towel at the beach. All around her were tourists, who might have looked not that different from home. Pale Israelis, pudgy pink Britons, flaxen-haired Germans….and more than anything, Russians. She couldn’t blame her countrymen, this place was beautiful. However, there was nothing that excited the desires of her secret purpose for this trip. The locals so far were a.