There must be some mistake ... but no, the paperwork on the lid was all in order. His name, his address, even though he'd never ordered it.Why was it ...ere? A practical joke? Or something else?Griff took out his phone and rang Rhys Smith's number. It was just the kind of prank he'd play.Rhys had to be more careful. They weren't at university anymore. Griff was a junior minister in the government. As funny as the gag might have seemed, politics was not exactly a profession renowned for its sense. I do, "move up bitch". My right foot some how restrained, then my left. Next " Bitch give me your hand I do, and handcuff restraing my wrist, then I hear him move over the next is pulled above my head restrained. I am there bound, anyhting can happen. I am left there for about 5 mins . I feel cold wet lubercation on my pussy, next I feel a large dildo at my opening entering. pushing slowly in and out going deep, starting to gain speed. pounding my pussy opening it up moaning having no place to. I did it as he told me and when I looked into the mirror I saw him standing behind me with his large erected cock. I was shocked, but when I saw this big maghrebinian cock I was amazed. "You are princess, but today we make you a whore. You will never forget this day, because you will continue to be a whore for all the time. Suck now, you naughty fuckpig". I turned myself went on my knees and said to him, that I had my fertile days, and began to suck. After 30 seconds he pulled out and jerked. Thats when it happened. I felt a pair of hands on my belt pulling me close and a voice in my ear. "Follow me" it said. I turned around and there she was, dragging me away with a smile on her face.We got to the womens bathroom, pushed into a stall, and she instantly pulled out my swelling cock."You think I didn't notice you?" she purred at me as she pushed her tounge into my mouth and I grabbed her by the ass. "I want your cock inside me".Her led wrapped around mine and my hands slid under her.