.The brutal gang-bangGiselle describes her painful session in Paris to Sam – gradually changes to first person "we're going to fuck you up you bitch.... One morning Yasmin had thrown three English blokes out for being drunk, and told them to come back when they were sober and could actually make some spunk. Yasmin was out at lunch and must have left the main door unlocked - unfortunately I was unprepared when they returned.I should mention that the tattoo shop downstairs also does intimate. He tasted so fuckin' good and after a minute or more of sucking his cock, he took hold of it and took it out of my mouth. He now slapped my cheek with his cock until he held it parallel to my face, "Lick my cock whore" and I opened my mouth a wide enough to take his cock sideways and began to run my mouth up and down his cock. After a minute more he stuffed his cock into my cheek and fucked it as best he could and then slapped hard at my cheek, the pain searing in my cheek as he did so. For. She didn’t resist. She knew I was watching and she knew why Spanker was here in her kitchen. She could smell his cologne as he embraced her and planted a long deep kiss on her mouth. “What’s your scent?” he murmured in her ear.“Orange blossom by Jo Malone,” she breathed.We stripped her right there, Spanker paid special attention to her tits and ass and cunt, running his hands over her naked body as each piece of clothing ended up on a chair. I brought cuffs from a cupboard, and we bound her. I swallowed, trying to get the lump out of my throat, I was so nervous I wasn't even really looking at myself, I just wanted to get changed and hear the verdict. What would I be wearing come the night in question, but unfortunately Alexandra wasn't quite finished with me. She signalled me to face her, "Curtsey." I blinked and my mouth popped open and closed like a goldfish, as I got that look, reminiscent of a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car. "But, why..." Alexandra smiled.