He put a tie around Liz’s mouth as a gag. Then he lifted Liz’s dress up around her hips and pulled its neckline down around her breasts so that he...could see her bra. Her breasts were pushed up and forced even more firmly together. Mr. Harper sat her on the chair she had been fucked on so many times before. He pushed her panties aside and began to eat out her pussy. Liz squirmed and writhed with pleasure, giving muffled gasps as she got close to cumming. He stopped just as Liz was about to. Then with a sudden burst, she pushed herself to her feet, and made her way over to him. She pushed passed another girl who made a sound of protest, but she didn’t even look at her. Finally she stood over Alan, her perfect tits heaving. He pretended to notice her for the first time. He turned, squinting, and then gave her a glare. ‘I know you,’ he said levelly. ‘You’re that bitch.’ He pushed a surge of lust with the word ‘bitch’. Her head went back slightly, as if she felt it thrust in her. She. His hands on her womanly hips, she grinds her pelvis against his to push his cock as far up her cunt as it will go. It appears to have hit a sweet spot because her face flushes and her eyes roll as if she has gone into a sexual trance. The triangle of her dark brown pubic muff meshes with the tangle of his jet black pubic hair. Up and down she moves as she crushes her pussy mound down on his cock and balls. She suddenly becomes aware again of the crowd staring intently at this conjunction of. The room was fairly dark, lit only by the light from the screen. Because of the way the furniture was arranged, only my housemate Scott and two of the girls could see us from where they were sitting. I risked a glance across at them, but they were on the other side of the room and everyone seemed to be thoroughly engrossed in the show. I took several deep breaths and tried to relax, occasionally shuddering as she skimmed her fingers up and down my hardening shaft. After some time she moved her.