Brenda Kathryn Cottonwood. Unusual name to be sure, but nothing completely disrespectful. This Brenda, or Bren as she often called herself when she be...ieved herself to be alone, let this rake walk all over her tender feelings. He hadn’t spent much time around women, in his life or after life, but it was plain as day on her face that the bloody bastard had hurt her feelings. Terribly too. Kell stood at the foot of her bed, cloaked in darkness and watched her sleep. If he hand’t been afraid of. I pulled away as she dived down to munch on Di's fanny. The two other blokes had sat at the chair wanking on their cocks as they watched. Di and Sharon were really enjoying themselves when the door swung open and in walked four very horny people. Irena entered first wearing a very short wrap around skirt and a halter neck top and behind her were two older and slightly chubby people who looked extremely excited, especially the woman when she saw our three cocks waiting for her. Steve the new. She moved me around a little more until I was conveniently placed for her intentions. I felt how she spread my bottom cheeks and applied some cool jelly to my rear hole. She tried to push one finger, already covered with the lubricant, into my hole but found it difficult to get it inside."Relax," she said, "just think how much fun you're going to have with Ramon."She moved one hand between my legs and touched my pussy. Her gentle touch made me swoon. Her hand moved back and forth between my. I turned my head to see in the mirrors, that I was heavily bruised. I had forgotten everything else. Jack lowered the rope until my feet rested on the ground, that at least gave me some relief as the pressure on my shoulders eased. Then he was squatting in front of me, he made a fist, his middle knuckle protruding, then punched me hard on my right inner thigh, that knuckle pushing deep into the tender flesh, then he hit the left thigh the same, he repeatedly punched my thighs, working his way.