“Hi, imran!” Fatima said. “I noticed you liked going for jogs and was wondering if I could join you.” Rahul was surprised and excited realizin... this could be a great chance to get to know her better.“Sure, Fatima!” imran said eagerly. “Let me just put on my shoes and we could go.”“Yeah no problem.” she said. After I wore my shoes, we started our jog. We talked while we jogged and I felt comfortable with her. we talked about what each other did for a living and what we liked to do in our spare. The big grin on Alice’s face made E sneer and stuck out her tongue in a grand gesture.“My, my, E, we are getting brave. I will deal with that naughty tongue and its owner later. Now try to be a good little girl and behave whilst I’m gone.”With that E saw her turn, a laugh could be heard. The one fingered salute went unseen, luckily for her. Drumming her feet hard against the bed in frustration she swore once more as the door shut. Twice more banging her feet before finally, the tantrum was. Anna was still wrapped around Number Two, holding him tight inside her. ‘Bravo, bravo.’ The two looked over to see the man in white once again. Number Two rolled off, fixing his mask. Anna rolled off and cowered behind him. ‘Don’t leave me, please don’t leave me.’ Number Two turned and held her in his arms. He gave her a big hug and then kissed her gently. Then, he set her away from him and walked out through the door. The man in white smiled at her and then opened the door again. The other man. " Your cunt says you did," she growled lustily."Maria, please," I whimpered, "What if Richard caught us?" Then you'd better be quiet, hadn't you?" she said, continuing to rub my excited pussy."Please," I said again, less convincingly now."Please what, Becky? Please let you eat my cunt? Is that what you are asking? You want to eat my cunt?" She questioned. But before I could formulate an answer, she asked, "So are you wet because you want to eat my cunt, or because you watched your husband fuck.