I tried to get to the door but my husband grabbed my hair. He dragged me over to the desk and and threw me face down across it. He ripped the skirt of...f me and started to whip my arse. Pete joined him. I screamed as they whipped me mercilessly across my back, arse and upper legs. They could hear me outside because the waitress came in to see what was happening. I thought she was going to help me but instead she took the belt off my husband and whipped me as well. My husband used the opportunity. What is this? I asked holding it in the palm of my hand. Its ecstasy! she exclaimed. Take it. Youll love it, I promise. Itll make the whole night so much better. These parties get kind of lame after a while. At least youll be rolling for a few hours. Ive never done it before. Are you sure its a good idea? Yes, I swear. I do it all the time when Im not studying. Its such a blast. Its not the speedy kind, so you wont be dancing all night long, but youll still feel all your sensations heightened.. With a little bit of conspiratorial assistance from her mother, Bailey had managed to sneak away to spend the night with her "boyfriend". She and April had told their dad that they were going to Morgan's house—with the implication that they would be staying there all night—which was a fairly common occurrence. They did go to Morgan's; they just didn't stay there.Morgan's mother was in on the scheme and Joanne had sworn her to secrecy. The other girl's father was working a double shift and. “Stop eating his asshole and fuck him already,” Mark said, getting impatient. Ben spit on Michael’s hole and stood up. Mark was still recording the whole thing when Ben rested his fingers on Michael’s ball sack and rubbed his spit around his hole with his thumb, then he pushed it in. He then put the tip of his dick to it and pushed in slowly, back and forth little by little to lube up. Michael tried to scream and yell through his gag but no one was listening. He clenched down on Ben’s cock to.