A familiar prickling at the base of my skull caused me to look up from the game. At first I could only stare at the woman taking a seat at the table b...side me. She had long black hair that was so black the light cast blue highlights in it. Her breasts were perfect, and perfectly displayed under the near skin tight shirt she wore, leaving no doubt that there was no bra supporting them. There was a sparkle in the deep green of her eyes that spoke of an invitation and her skin was smooth and pale.. ..Now your ankles being untied and pulled back toards your chest, tied to a side rail of the bed high so your hips are up enough for his cock to sink to the balls in your narrow beaten cunny... you feel your body juicing around him as your traitor body feels only that it is being fucked and filled...your senses warring as you are violated hard and fast, your body overcomes your mind and coming quick and fast, drawing his prick in to gush his spermless cum into your pussy... then just as quickly. Sandra would have been about 5f,5" from her shoulder length blonde hair,hazel eyes and full lips. She had on a white blouse with a grey jacket that was left open to reveal her small perky looking breast. She hadtiny hands with long painted red nails her skirt was tight looking and came down to her well shape ass and down to her well toned legs. Last shehad what looked to be 4" high heels.This bitch seemed to be more beautifulin real life then on tv anditShowed by the bulge i had in my pants.. That was unforgivable. Will you forgive me?’ ‘That sounds like a paradox, Kate. If something cannot be done, it follows that I cannot do it. So you’re not off the hook,’ threatened Gwen. ‘Now that Kate’s back on the floor, if not in her sister’s good graces, we can show you two the videos of the evening’s activities,’ offered Aunt Diane. ‘We can watch on the big screen. Ted hooked his laptop up to it so we can all watch it. Your classmate, Dave Kite, is doing an amazing job of catching things.