We'll meet you at your house tonight." "But Ihave my trumpet lesson." "Okay, you can't join." "Okay, I'll get out ofit. At 4, seven girls came over...to her door. She wore tight shorts anda t-shirt with no bra, just like they did. When they walked in, Moniquesaid, "Okay bitch, let's get into the bathroom." They did, cramming in."Get into the tub." She did as she was told. Then Monique pulled down hershorts and panties. The other girls did the same. They squatted overAlyson. She was. That will change, won't it, dear?" I grinned as I entered her bottom from behind and I noticed Debbie's hands slipping stealthily up her own dress to frig herself.Before anyone knew what was up, Debbie's dress was hiked up and Stewart's hand was up there, nor did she discourage him. Annabelle started slipping her own fingers into Stewart's pants, caressing his ass while her other hand began stroking her husband's cock. It was as if words weren't necessary right then ... instinct was taking. "Good, I can see that you are liking this, now put your arms up." I raised my arms and Karen took my hands, the right first, and secured them to the bed frame with restraints that I had not noticed before. When I was completely helpless, she then stood at the side of the bed and started to rub her pussy with the end of the riding crop. "Do you like what you see?" "Yes." She smacked with the crop across my chest. "Yes what?" "Yes, Mistress Karen." She carried on rubbing herself then held. Her upper body fell forward and she gripped the bedrails tightly as she leaned over him. She rolled her hips backwards and forwards, clenching his shaft tightly with her muscles. “Oh…Oh fuck.…,” Lydia gasped through clenched teeth, as she felt him stiffen inside her. Andrew gripped her arse tightly and started shoving his hips upwards and driving his hard on fully into her drenched and sticky cunt. The bed was starting to shake as they fucked ardently. Lydia looked down at Andrew’s face and.