It took another few minutes before Mrs. Fathima emerged from the bathroom with just the towel covering her body from half of her huge tits till just b...low her waist, enough to hide her womanhood. She strode straight to the door, closed it, latched it up and proceeded towards the mirror. Her hair hasn’t gone as short I had thought as, once she loosened it, it came well below her shoulders. My eyes widened as she flipped off the towel from her body and stood naked in front of the mirror. Although. A few minutes later an attractive man about her age came over and quietly asked her to dance with him. She said no but he was insistent and said that he thought it would make her feel better. Debbie had always liked to dance but Bill seldom took her out. Finally Debbie relented and got up and danced with the stranger. He introduced himself as David. He was a good dancer. The second dance was a slow dance and near the end of the song he pulled her close to him, pressing her tits against. Each man fucked her twice and I was made to lick he well used pussy clean, several times. When they had finished, Larry said to me. 'Well I think it's only fair if we let you have a fuck of this sex mad fuck slut.' I had to agree that she was indeed a fuck slut, 4 men had fucked her and she didn't even know that there had been a change. She was unaware that other men were here and that they were fucking her. All she knew was that she was being well fucked. 16. 17. I climbed between her legs and. Their experience of oral sex had been of partners fucking the back of their mouths, forcing their cocks painfully into their throats. Jacking off over their faces or trying to get them to swallow their revolting spunk."I know I talk a lot, but it's I who have the knife," a brief laugh. "Keep listening." First it may occur to you to bite, but I plead with you, do not. Resist the urge" and his face was imploring them."Such a wound will be painful to me but not fatal. Remember the Mafia Don's.