??Um, excuse me?? I asked, looking around. ?Who is this???Oh dear. Yes, it figures you wouldn?t recognise my voice, you haven?tshown the slightest int...rest in me so far. Frankly it?s shocking. Givenhow attached you were to that silly stick, I would have imagined you?dshow more interest in its upgrade, but so far you have ignored me andnow trapped me under four layers of silk and cotton.??Excuse me???I?m your vagina dear. Do I have to spell it out? And based on yourbehaviour so far I think I?m. So they started and John’s luck continued. He found himself winning more money and quickly was ahead by twenty pounds. The girls them gave one another a surreptitious look. Joan said that they were running short of money and Sarah them put her arm around John. She suggested that there would be more fun if they were to stop playing for money and instead play strip poker. She asked John if he had ever played this before and he said no. She then explained that the. .. HESSS HARDER. Y... HESS THAT IS WAY. DON'T SPARE MY CHOOT MAKE MINCE MEAT OUT OF IT. Y... HESSS FASTER AND HARDER," Selma screamed.Mr. Singh continued to pound her choot. The walls of Selma's choot gripped his cock in a vice like grip. He felt that her cunt was sucking on his cock and milking it.Suddenly she her body shuddered violently. Her body arched and throwing back her head shouted, "OH SIR, GO ONÖDON'T STOPÖ I AM ABOUT TO CUM."Mr. Singh stopped the fuck movement and commenced to kiss. “Brent…I’m sorry for what happened earlier…I didn’t mean to…”“Don’t apologize, surely you were just doing what you needed to do to survive, and actually, I’m very thankful for it, thanks to you I survived as well” said Brent without looking at him.“Brent, I’m really sorry if I hurt you, I…don’t know what got into me. So please, at least look at me, we’ve been friends for forever, and I wouldn’t want it to end because of this” I said as I picked out my clothes.Brent turned around and looked at.