.." Amy cried, her body shaking with need. "Let's see what we can do about that hungry hole shall we?" Mr. Cramer said, pushing her onto her back on t...e desktop. He lifted her legs up, "Hold those legs up slut, so Mr. Hernandez can get to that slutty little pussy," he instructed her. Amy did as she was told, holding her legs high over her head and wide apart, and showing the janitor her wet, slick pussy. Mr. Hernandez stepped forward between her upheld legs and rubbed the head of his cock up. Then he saw Meatloaf circling the bodies of his parents and Howie, lying in pools of blood on the floor. The upset feline was carefully avoiding the blood. Susan typically spent her evenings in her room on the phone with her friends and wasn’t lying among the dead. Cold and shaking, Bobby rushed to her room and found her gone - her bed rumpled and the coverlet bloody.Bobby went rogue.He went to the gun safe and retrieved his father’s liberated 1911.45 and M-14 with a highly illegal auto fire. “Do you want to come back to our place, for a proper session, I'm sure your Mistress won't mind.”Outside in the car park, Molly slipped the puppy choke chain over Dave's head. “That should stop you running off, you nasty sub.”Justine couldn't keep her hands off Emma's tits, pressing the nipple bars back into firm flesh, while nibbling her neck. “A real sub, not just that pathetic pornwriter, we are so lucky.”Emma’s HouseDave was stripped, handcuffed and pushed down onto the Sybian, facing the. It was a delight to see you being used by your brother and his friends. And the coach of course. And you enjoyed it too, didn't you, my hot little whore?I had to admit, with Daddy's dick buried in my pussy, and the sights and sounds of my gangbanging in the background, that I had indeed enjoyed it very much. "I'll bet you don't even remember how many times you came, do you?" No, Daddy, I don't." There's no limit," he said. "And we're just getting started. Think about, my little slut. Those.