"As soon as he realized it was completely out, he blindly reached back and grabbed for the cock he needed to shove back in his ass, "NO! Put it back i...! Please! Don't stop! Please!" he pleaded."Please what?" I slapped his groping hand away."Please, Daddy!" He thrust his ass up toward my cock, catching the tip on his hole and trying to ride up on it."Please, Daddy what, boy?"He twisted his head up to shout, "Please, Daddy FUCK ME!"I pressed the head against his hole, "Hard? Is that how you want. Her eyes locked into Irfan’s. He breathed sharply and was less than inches away from kissing those red-hot lips. Seema too leaned towards him and started to kiss Irfan. There was an urgency in them as if they wanted to make most of the few hours they had stolen away. The kisses started to get sloppy and the saliva was starting to drip. Irfan started to squeeze Seema’s tits while kissing.Irfan pulled her top off her and kissed her bare skin. Then he removed her bra and cupped the small round. “Mora.” A soothing voice whispered from thin air.“Help!” She called out, called out to the voice.“Have no fear Mora.” It cooed in reply.Tears streaming down her cheeks, she croaked through a tight throat. “Help me!”“I will do just that.” It replied.Then the tentacle gave a hard yank and she was ripped right off the frame. Losing her breath, her heart stopped beating as she saw her life flash before her eyes, right before she hit the cold water and everything turned into a murky blur. ***Mora. ” He moved behind me, and I let him remove my tiny red thong. It was sodden, full of mine and Andre’s juices. Jubair lifted it to my mouth and stuffed it in like a makeshift gag before I felt his cock slide inside my well-lubricated pussy. “Please Jubair,” I garbled through the gag, “be gentle, I am so sore.” Although I begged for kindness and was exhausted, the truth was I still wanted more release, however, it came. He began to pump in and out of my tender but soaking hole, all the while.