She didn’t speak, but he watched her lips move silently saying, ‘The last apple pie.’ Darrell smiled meekly and tried to move around the large w...man. As he moved he noticed her eyes were transfixed on the apple pie. Stopping, he held it up and then moved it quickly to one side. Her head followed every move. Slipping between Katrina and the vending machine, Darrell moved to the other side of the kitchen, but she slowly followed him, drooling slightly. She was focused on the apple pie and nothing. She inserted it into James’ slutty mouth as he submitted to the ass-plunging of the decade.Nothing was satisfying for Garima and Nuzla as the look of great helpless humiliation etched on James’ bright red blushing face. For about 20 minutes, James was a pitiful fuck toy. His throat powerfully pounded by Nuzla’s strap-on as his ass was fucked into utter oblivion.The embarrassment was so intense for James. His eyes watered and rolled back in his head. Nuzla pulled her strap-on out of James’. ?No, no, no, please!? she begged, her eyes filling with tears. ?I'm sorry,? Master Pearl said as he pulled another clamp from his pocket. His cock now stood up, the head purple and slick with pre-cum. He knelt down and stroked her clit with a finger, making her moan despite how badly her nipples hurt. For a moment she thought he might have been bluffing, trying to scare her, then she felt the plastic bite into her clit. It was a harsh, burning pain, so intense all other thoughts. How was yourday?”“Guess you could say I had some great strokes as well,”as I thought of Todd. “I weeded the flower beds todayand was about to take a shower.”Mark leaned over and kissed me and sniffed smelling ofme. He said, “You sure smell musty-Really sexy like.You have never smelled like this before.” I replied, “Guess you like the smell of work afterall,” and laughed it off.This was Saturday and Saturday night was our night tohave our.