. and mind. When the orgasm had passed, her body was limp and drenched with sweat. For a few moments, I was afraid that I had killed her with pleasur..., but then she began to stir. “Did you send the message?” I asked anxiously.“Message?” she replied. “What message?”My heart fell as she looked at me with still glassy eyes and asked in an almost little girl voice, “Was I supposed to deliver a message to someone?”I left her slumped across the pleasure bench and went to check the electronic. They went into a bag and pulled out maple syrup. They opened her pussy lips and poured it straight into her hole. Before they left they tied Jessie's arms and legs together in a way that stretched out a full view of her pussy. I felt horrible that I sat there and now Jessie has tampons stuck up in her, covered in syrup and cum, and tied up. I finally gained the courage to save Jessie. I picked her up and ran out the gym. Everyone in the school was laughing and taking pictures. Later, the. Bazza runs his tongue down her tummy, stopping to toy with her belly button. Arriving between Helen’s legs, kissing, licking and biting her inner thighs. Bazza watched on as her sweet butterfly swell and dampen with desire, Bazza’s finger’s soon entered Helen’s hot wet pussy feeling the wetness inside her, he was kissing the outside resisting the urge to devour her. Bazza couldn’t wait much long, he then grabbed hold of his big cock and placed it slowly into Helen’s pussy lips, her face was a. In the living room she started to collect her belongings."Leaving already," she heard someone say behind her.Cindy turned around and saw him standing in the entrance of the living room. He was still naked. His phallic penis hung. Cindy remembered how her mouth had been wrapped around that hard thick Italian cock last night."Yeah, I should leave," Cindy replied meekly."Why don't you stay?" He asked and walked closer to her."What if someone sees me here at this time?" No one is going to see.