She was tired and I hugged her took her in my lap and took her to the bedroom. In the bedroom, we talked a bit and then I told herMe:-I wanna fuck you...Sandhya:-babie I am all yours, fuck me as hard as you can. But never disobey me.Me:- oksI put my dick on her chut and entered completely in a single thrust. She said be gentle. I said ok. Then I started fucking her.Sandhya:-hey man pls be gentle.Me:-tu gentle thi jab thapad marra tha. Ab tu bhugtegi.Sandhya:-hey I am sorryMe:-ab kuch nhi. Ab to. Angie just giggled; she was obviously well gone. Anyway, after a bit of persuasion we were all lined up with a bottle at our feet. Jake shouted 'go' and I squatted down and impaled myself on the bottle, lifted myself up, and waddled to the finishing line.When I got there I turned round to see that only Sarah was having any success. The others (including Debbie) were all at various stages of impaling themselves onto their bottles, of the bottles falling out. Everyone was laughing.This went on. Or get dressed and leave." Skip climbed to his feet, it was clear that getting dressed was not an option. As he walked to the far side of the room his tiny cock swayed side to side, in his state I am sure even that swaying created debilitating need for relief. I made no attempt to make this easy for him, it was clear my chuckling was delight with the collapse of his dignity. He walked back, head down and handed the camera to me. I forced him to ask me to take the pictures, then made him. Simone choked loudly under the action of the fumes. Her head cleared, her eyes widened again.Then, suddenly, Quentin was in her... and her hideous ordeal was resumed.“Oh Quentin... you’re going to make her come,” said Melissa happily.It was something like three or four minutes later, during which time Quentin had been revelling in Simone’s hot velvet-liquidity.“Yeh... you sure?” he panted, buttocks swinging.“Almost sure. She’s fighting it... but I don’t think she’s going to win... ”Simone’s.