Not a good sign.Part 3It was a miserable day for me, but in some ways, a great day for Nelle. I had fumbled one of our largest accounts, thanks largel... to my indifference. I had really been completely sexually absorbed by my adventures with Nelle, and not been paying attention to our clients. Madison and Nelle worked for days to put things back together. The whole scenario put a dent in our bottom line, and worse, in Madison's pride. He was furious, and the hammer fell on me. Madison insisted. To shut him up, one of the girls came over and put duct tape on his mouth. They spent a minute or two figuring out what they should do to him.They decided since he liked panties so much that they would dress him up in panties and take his picture. Then they would post these pictures all around school and the internet to publicly humiliate him. He tried to talk, but his sounds were muffled from the duct tape. They tore his clothes off and got him naked. Then Kay (leader of the group) took one of. Her hair was matted down around her head and her skin seemed almost raw from the prolonged spray of the shower. She watched as her husband put on a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt that clung tightly to his muscular torso. He sat down on the sofa to put on a pair of sneakers. He looked up at Sandy when he finished tying his laces."How long have you been fucking him?" he asked, barely able to speak.Sandy couldn't utter a word. She didn't even know how long it had been since that first fateful day. Her pussy lips were already dripping some juices. Then Susan grabbed my head and made me put my mouth onto her inviting pink lips.I said not a single word; but I stuck my tongue deep in her cunt; making Susan close her eyes and moan with pleasure.“Good girl… you are such slut, babe… love your tongue right there”She hissed as she started to grind her cunt into my mouth. She then moved her hips back and forth, trying to meet my tongue, as she moaned and cried in ecstasy. The bitch was really.