I suppose not..." she said, her face a mixture of guilt and regret." ... until we lock the door," said April as she flicked the door's latch. She scam...ered back and immediately unzipped Monica's skirt. "First this," she said, letting it drop to the floor. "And now this awful thing," she said, referring to the heavy duty panty that Monica wore. April wrestled the garment to the floor, and Monica's cock was exposed. It was a tiny thing, only three inches long, but it was perfectly proportioned.. We'll seehow that works." ~-~ "Ms. Thompson?" "Yes, this is Jane Thompson." "This is Allison, the dance mistress?" "Yes, dear. What can I do for you?" There was silence on the other end of the line, and Janecould practically feel the woman gathering herself for somethingunpleasant. *And since there is only one thing we have in commonthat is likely to be unpleasant...* "Is this call aboutVictoria, Allison?" The woman's sigh of relief was audible, even across thephone line. "Yes, Ma'am." "That. It made me wonder though what was going on with Ellie. I was continuing to eat Mrs. Smith’s ass when she started grinding down, smothering me in her ass and pussy. I could feel her pulsating around my tongue as she came. She collapsed next to me and I looked down to see Bill continuing to suck me. I warned him that I was getting close and he stopped, saying he wanted to save that some someone else. I got up and went to find Ellie. I found her alright, lying on her back, with Kate sitting on. Chantelle filled Supergirl's bowels up, pressing on my own cock buried in her pussy. We were tag-teaming the slut, giving it to her from both ends.“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, humping my hips up into Supergirl's cunt, savoring the feel of my wife's dick through the slut's flesh.“Oh, yes! Two cocks are even better!” groaned Supergirl as she writhed about. “Yes! Yes! Give it to me! Oh, yes! I'm just a big whore for it! Oh, yes! Oh, wow! You girls are so amazing! I'm...oh, yes! Oh, wow!”Supergirl's.