Both Pankhudi and the man were shocked to see him standing by the door that he molester had carelessly left open. Her Master heard everything they had...been talking. Roy began to tremble and he took steps backwards. ‘I thought you had left…I..I..It wasn’t my fault’ he said, ‘It was her…she was trying to seduce me…’ Roy stopped speaking when he realized how pathetic his attempt to defend was. Pankhudi watched her Master grabbed Roy’s left hand and twist it behind his back. Roy was too scared to. John walked over to Susan who could only speak Afghani and pulled her hijab off. She tried to scream but it was muffled by John kissing her. She tried in vain to stop John from ripping her clothes off but he was too strong. John bent her over a table, unbuckled his pants, and began to fuck her virgin twat from behind. With one hand he kept her mouth covered and the other he played with her beautiful tits. Carl watched saddened as John penetrated deeper and deeper into Susan with his massive. Else….ooh…under my skirt?’ ‘Stockings…garter belt, and a half-slip. Oughhh! Fuck!’ ‘Do you want me to wear a dress with a slit up the side? You know how you like to look at the lace of my petticoats.’ ‘Ooooh! I’m coming baby!,’ he cried. ‘Pull out at the last minute! Come on my slip! Drench my panties with your sperm!’ She reached down into her open drawer and grabbed a silky white petticoat. It was a half-slip, with a one inch border of soft lace on the hem. As he pulled out, she reached down. Her eyes were half closed with pleasure. I pressed the comic book hardly against my dick and had more than one orgasm during her tuition. The tuition continued for some time, I was unaware of the passage of time and at last it happened. As my neighbor did,Uncle’s movements became faster, jerking that white fluid in Rekha’s hand and thighs, the grinding continued for some more time till his dick became limp. He took one loose end of his dhothi and cleaned her hand and thighs and placed her in on.