I wasscrewed, literally. They'd get even; they earned it. They'dgiven me years of pleasure at a high cost. I was surprised thatneither had reached ...for the phone to call their father, but therewas plenty of time for that after the show. Tyrone continued throat fucking me for several minutes, thenthrew me onto my hands and knees at an angle to my k**s, aposition intended to give them a good view of my ass. He pushedmy shoulders to the mattress and lifted my ass high, pushing myknees out. His. My pussy is still stretched and exposed, and in time with every pinch of my nipples, I feel my muscles clench under your gently moving fingers.At last, you pull down your boxers with your right hand and close the small gap between us. Your warm body is flush against my back and your hard cock rests between the cheeks of my ass. I whimper as you start to thrust it gently, the head hitting my lower back. One of your hands moves to my waist and the other between my shoulder blades, pushing down to. “Are you here to cure our hysterics with those tentacles, Headmistress?”“We are here to connect with you,” the eight women said, their tentacles reaching. Peony, the closest student, gasped as the one from Miss Marilynn’s skirt wrapped about her waist and pulled her close.“Oh, you can connect with me,” Peony moaned. “My cunny is so in need of it.”“Yes,” Christine moaned, moving up beside Peony. She was seized by the maid’s tentacle. “We love to connect.”“What is going on?” another girl asked as. Hum kis karte hue unke bedroom me gaye sari utar chuki thi or wo sirf blouse or peticoat me thi. Meri t shirt utarni chaluki unhone or mujhse apne blouse k button kholna ka ishara kiya.Main unke boobs dabate hue unke blouse k button khole or turant he peticoat ka nada bhi khech diya. Black bra or black panty me wo jabardast lag rahi thi. Unka badan ek dum gora tha. Maine apna muh unke chucho k beech me lekar kis karne laga or bra k upar se nipples ko katne laga. Unhone apna ek hath mere lund.