I ask her who the black student was that she was talking to and she told me that it was the student that had ask her to prom and that his name was Jam...s. The next day I was able to contact James, I told him what I had heard him say and he began to apologize, I told him that it was ok and I thought that I would like to see him fuck Tammy and that I had a plan, James had a huge smile on his face then. I told him that I would tell Tammy that I had a farm show to go to and I would be gone. Blood had pooled under the table and had begun to congeal. Her mother's glazed, lifeless eyes watched Jamil as she was dragged from the basement.Something happened to Jamil's mind in that moment. An anger began building. It couldn't replace the terror and horror, but it could give her the strength to endure. She knew these men had killed her father because they had described what they did to him before he died, in terrifying detail. Jamil saw what they did to her mother. Her anger was sustained. He would have been able to see more when I walked further back and got dressed again I guess. Yes, I suppose he would have seen me undress before I began my ablutions, but not when I took down my panties and washed my nether regions. So he'd have been able to ogle my breasts and my bottom, only briefly for that though, as I tended to put on a dressing gown first when I'd finished, then knickers. Mind you, he wouldn't have had many opportunities to see naked breasts in real life. He probably saw. I kept on doing so, until I felt her body getting stiff, just like before orgasm. I stopped abruptly on sensing it and pulled her away from her husband’s dick.Megha was helpless, she was craving an orgasm and couldn’t understand what was happening. She started begging me for an orgasm and asked her husband to cum in her mouth. Her husband pointed towards me, “I will do whatever your master says”.I laughed at her and spat on the floor. “Gulp it up whore!” I shouted. She was dying for an orgasm,.