”“So that’s where Mum and Dad go every Sunday night,” he said.“Yes, that’s when our group meet,” she said, “there are other groups on ...ther nights depending on the type of activities, there is even a gay group.”David had read about the sort of places Mary was talking about, but never imagined he would know anyone who went to them, let alone his own mother and father.“I don’t know what to say Mary,” he said, “my head is spinning, l need to let my head clear…l’m going home.”Mary realised there. I was in the mood and playing all the best dance tracks and there it was the sweetest voice i have ever heard saying me can u please play a Hindi track please and there it was in the colorful lights i saw her face and man she was good .her face just sparkled and i played a Hindi track for her the song was Zara Zara touch me from the movie race and the way she danced was just to hot to handle as if this song was made for her ,her sexy ass shaking to the beats and her body moments would make you. It wasn’t the most comfortable position for me to be in, but I was determined to remain there for as long as I possibly could.I resumed my assault on her clitoris, now lapping with just as much pressure as I knew loved, then speedily swirling my tongue. I was rewarded by a delightful melody of gasps, as though she couldn’t retain enough air in her chest to breath, let alone beg.Now pushing into her as deep as I could, I spiked my tongue and bobbed my head quickly and forcefully. I knew from. She thought for sure her pussy and ass had been ripped to shreds judging from the pain each additional dick had been able to extract from them. Her tits throbbed as the tacks scraped across the lashes from the rod, and penetrated deep into the internal tissues. Her mind and heart raced, torn between the terrifying knowledge of the brutal gang rape she was enduring, and the erotic effects of the Ecstasy as it peaked in her bloodstream. She was at her physical, mental and emotional limits.At.