This time I came with less ferocity and collapsed near my Papa’s feet totally spent and exhausted.The next day being Sunday we all slept till late. ...Manju and I shared one bed room while Mummy and Preety the other. Papa always slept alone unless he invited Mummy. When I woke up next morning I could feel bruised and sore at the tip of my penis. My whole body had scratch marks inflicted by my wife my lips were hurting and my eyes swollen. Manju was still asleep. I went and had a warm soothing. The idea had been for Julia to take out the pilots and force the passengers out of the plane. A sniper's bullet, they had reasoned, might miss if they had waited for Kruschev to appear – better this way. Unfortunately Kruschev travelled with smart and effecient security. Instead of running out into the field of fire, after the pilots had been taken out, grenades had been thrown. The civilians had been too stunned to move – while Josh's commandoes had reacted with practiced ease. In the. I waited until Paul shouted the all clear, then I went down, clad in a bathrobe. Paul had cleared the back bar area, all the tables and chairs stacked at one end of the room. A large plastic sheet was on the floor. Standing around was twelve naked men, all masked, and all in various states of hardness. I dropped my bathrobe, giving them all a good view of my 38C boobs, and shaven pussy. I knelt down, facing the men, rubbing my pussy with one hand and fondling my tits with the other. Colin's. "She reached between them and grasped his cock. It felt bigger than it had in her mouth. "Oh?" Let's put him where he wants to go." He pressed against her entrance, sliding the first couple of inches into her.She saw his face suffuse with that inner joy of joining. She knew hers showed the same thing. And he felt big--he was stretching her open all the way. But he was stretching her deep, too. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of him sliding into her, the feeling of him opening her.