Liar. Pants on fire,” she singsonged.“There are already seventeen of you,” he repeated himself.“And with your mental abilities, you satisfy ev...ery one of us every night, and actually screw four or five of us, not that we can tell the difference. You unselfishly spend time with each of us and usually wind up making love to several more of us throughout the day. True, you’re around us a lot because you work from home, and you work in your lab only when you want to – or we quit loving on you long. I was getting more surprised at her descriptive prose, she was getting hornier by the minute as she spoke, 'Look', she said, and as I looked she stuck her tongue out and touched the tip of her nose, 'Put it away, or I shall rip my panties off and force you up me', she laughed and downed the last of the bubbly, 'You want need your knickers tonight where I am taking you, believe me, the men are so horny the rip them off you', and she stood up and raised her light blue uniform skirt, to reveal a. Brad and I then started to pound the cunts of our women. This was what Saturday mornings were made for.Brad started at a reasonable pace (as much as I could get any focus on what he was doing as I was focussed on giving Shelly an enjoyable and pleasing fuck). I was enjoying the feeling of fucking Shelly – her cunt was very tight and gripped my prick as it moved in and out of her already very wet cunt. Shelly was pushing back to me as I pushed my cock into her and our pelvis’s ground again each. My face was on the big screen. The whole crowd started cheering. I started to think I was caught out for fucking a minor when she said again, "come here and join me." Shit, what now? There was an odd looking chair on stage with all the dancers eying me out. I filtered to the front and was helped over the barrier by the guards. They led me round the front of the stage and up onto it. The dancers thrust me into the chair, pulling my hands behind me and tying me in with leather belts. "You've.