A moment later a female voice hissed at him, "I should have known your ugly face would mess up my day. What do you want? I am busy thinking of ways to... slowly kill you!" The leader held his temper in check, the woman had never failed before, and he really didn't expect her to now. "I need a progress report. I heard that you missed, very unlike you I..." "Why don't you just shut the hell up! As I said I am busy and as to a progress report? I am no longer sect, I work for me, and me only, remember. The day had been long for us, classes and exams constantly, so we started walking from college and within half an hour, we reached the building we were supposed to go to.Surprisingly, even though it was supposed to be a large building with many offices, for some reason it seemed most of the offices were closed and many of the lights were out. We were confused and unsure of what to do and whether to proceed or not.A quick discussion and we realized that we didn’t really want to waste the four. Being forced was something else entirely.She had blacked out, she guessed. Gunther had done her, or had walked away disgusted and left her for someone else to do. Rebecca was under no illusion that guys wouldn’t do a nearly naked comatose teen, should they stumble across her in a darkened bedroom. Offsetting her anxiety somewhat was sensing that she hadn’t been done, or even touched. The flashing red and blue lights illuminating the bedroom window-Gunther hadn’t cared that cops were about to. Back to the movie... Pete was now burying his face in Jane's cunt, rubbing his nose and chin all over, pressing her clit and making her squirm and moan loudly.“Give me your beard,” I heard her say between gasps. Pete looked like he hadn't shaved for a day or two and proceeded to rub his stubbly chin harshly up and down her slit which she thrust upwards to meet him.Pete paused to drop his trousers and pants to halfway down his thighs. From the camera angle behind him on all fours in front of.