I am an Incubus after all, am I not? Yeah ... my father is an Incubi and my mother is perfectly and one hundred per cent human.The drapes and portiere... to Ragnhild's room on her wide and expansive window are not every inch shut and closed. Through the gaping extension and margin, I peer straight in, squeezing and narrowing my eyes, and what I note and sight with my eyes is rather terrible and godawful.Ragnhild is taking off her clothes. Gradually and at a snail's pace while some euphonious and. You can let go and come now,” I said to my husband.“Come now!” I shouted to both of them. Come as long and hard as you can!”Richard could hold back no longer. I felt his anal ring begin to spasm and milk Ivan’s exploding cock. Ivan started to shout and shoot his hot semen deep in my husband. I reached around and pulled Ivan’s hips forward, holding his exploding cock firmly into my husband’s ass. I then reached between his legs and felt the base of his shaft pulse and his balls contract as he. .oOo.I sat bolt upright in bed, the memory of the condom tinged in the blood from her torn hymen still clear in my mind's eye. Oh shit, had she been a virgin? I groaned as the thought that I might've participated in the gang rape of a virgin girl wiped the cobwebs of sleep from my mind. I lay back and weathered another storm of self-loathing. I knew I'd never sleep until I'd remembered everything... oOo.When she'd woken up I persuaded her to drink plenty of water. She'd had too much alcohol to. Through restricted vision I followed him back to our seats, knowing that anyone who had watched us must surely know what had occurred in that cubicle. Finally, we made it back to our seats and I received a sly, knowing wink from Mr. Thompson as I sat back down between him and Roger. Then with trepidation in my actions I indicated to Kirsty that I required her attention.She sashayed over beautifully, her long, dark hair neatly bundled under her cute little cap. She had a massive pair of breasts.