We dance on some remix indian songs for 15 20 minutes and came back to our place, she left for restroom and I was there having my drink in my hand and... took a cigarette. I was searching a lighter than suddenly I saw someone lighten a lighter in front of my face. I used it and said thanks. The man looks good in his branded suite. He gently asked, enjoying alone? May I sit here? I said sure, why not. But I am not alone, I am here with my friend. We started talking casually from our names to our. There were another 2 or more rounds left in him in those sessions where he just kept on fucking the shit out of my wife and later, to use her words, "he just wouldn't stop fucking me". Well, watching my wife in a state of senselessness as James was unleashing all hell on her was so horny hot and at times a little worrying he would hurt her as she looked way out of it. She was as if knocked out or asleep perhaps the cause of a few powerful orgasms she had prior. James would position her as he. Waiting. I don’t know when, but sooner or later a customer will swipe a credit card and push the button, and one of the trapdoors will open. Maybe one of my friends. That’s happened three times already. The first was Carole. She was a blonde, big-busted and leggy, shaved. Her trapdoor opened, and she kicked and struggled for nearly five minutes before going still. She’d enjoyed the hell out of it, though, her nipples erect the whole time, and she’d stiffened in orgasm twice before she went. Several months ago Sabrina had given her a key to this door. She hadn't thought she would ever need it but had decided to humor her best friend. Now she was glad she had. She was going to violate one of her own rules, but right now she was worked up enough she didn't care. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, and her palms were a little sweaty. She licked her lips one last time and straightened her shoulders.When she was by herself she unlocked the door to the rest of the school. She.