M. she came in totally drenched from head to foot, dressed in a white salwar suit but I could see that she had worn no inners, as her boobs were just ...ore visible with all the intricate details.I asked her why she was drenched, she replied that as she loved getting wet in the rains , so she bathed in the rains , I was very angry with this answer as her wet dress got the whole office wet.I just asked her angrily to remove the wet dress and wear something that she could lay her hands upon. And to. Angel was made to endure that machine double fucking her for over an hour as she climaxed over & over before it was turned on HIGH for another 1/2 hour or so. Angel then began climaxing continuously. Also, the guys were still whipping her moderately too. Angel was squealing lightly from both ecstasy & pain too. By the time we finished torturing & machine fucking Angel her catsuit was in tatters everywhere but on her legs as well. Angel was barely conscious when we finally turned off the machine. John gasped and panted as he felt the ecstatic pressure of his ejaculation build. John's sense of urgency became almost a sense of desperation and thrust and lunged with abandonment. He felt his thick load of semen pulse up his jerking erection and wailed as the liquid joy swirled around the excited, thick gland then spew deep into Sara's vagina and cervix."AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!"Sara felt the first of John's eruptions flood into her enraged sex. Her back again arched and froze as her body. I wondered how much I should spell out for her and how much she could figure out on her own. I had no previous experience to base my decision on. How on earth do The Parents do this all the time? This was a lot harder than I expected.“I think I get what Tara meant when she said that stuff about you,” said Laura.“What stuff? What did Tara say about me?”“She said you were an uncomfortable person to live with. I thought she meant you were a pain in the butt, but she said that wasn’t it. She tried.