“Don't even fucking defend yourself! Keep your arms at your side!”“Yes,” Alison whispered as I advanced, pulling away from her.Livie trembled,...tears falling down her face. She sucked louder on her thumb. My dad stared at me, his eyes growing wide. His body trembled. He let out a growl, animalistic, almost more of a whimper being masked by bravado.I raised my fist.“P-please,” he suddenly whimpered, his arms flexing, trying to raise them, but he couldn't.“How does it feel to be helpless?” I. .~Peter had kept both her holes at 70% for about half an hour now, the naked participants rolled around on the floor as Sadies body fluids and lots more came splashing forth…peter watched as the naked grandmother of 80 crawled around licking splashes and what have you from the floor. The two black fellows traded her this way and that..after a while her poor broken holes that now protruded sorely outside in pretty rosebuds were fed to Sadie who relished such a treat…such was the whore lip. They both fucked her hard and were doing some ball slapping. Fuck my ass you bastard, fuck me hard. Spank my ass. I have been a bad girl. You you big son of a fucking bitch, just keep fucking my pussy make me cum in buckets. She howled at him. She could feel both of their cocks as they pounding away at her two holes. The sensation of feeling both of their cocks rubbed against the wall of skin that separated her pussy from her ass, was adding fuel towards the build up of a major orgasm. She was. I went home took a shower and had a late lunch. It was almost 4 by the time I got down to go to Snehal's place. I rang the doorbell and Mala opened the door. She gave me a huge smile and asked me to come in, she told me Snehal had just come home and had gone to take a shower and asked me to sit and make myself comfortable. I was sitting on the couch facing the kitchen, I wanted to see Mala asshe worked in the kitchen. Mala looked at me and threw me a kiss. She was dressed in a long flowing.