“No don’t you fucking dare, just keep going, fuck the shit out of my wet cunt you bastard.” We all laughed as the words coming out of her mouth ...got dirtier and dirtier, Jason and me still wanking off as we watched Liam banging Shelley.“Do you like it up the arse too?” Liam suddenly asked.Shelley replied, “Yeah definitely, you can stick it in my arse if you want.” He pulled out of her pussy and spat on her arsehole several times to loosen it up, fingering her hole as it opened out, before he. “Whatever you say...”Leaving Rob her panties (to further ensure her presence in his thoughts) Dakota dashed to the tattoo parlour, where the artist was waiting.“What do you want to do first?” he’d said, unable to resist returning her radiant smile, and trying to stop herself from shaking with joy, Dakota told him exactly where to start.The face tattoos didn’t seem to be the first thing that people noticed.Probably because they were white. If you were looking at Dakota’s face, they were obvious,. She couldn't believe that they hadn't broken it already.As his thrusts became increasingly more savage and unrelenting he grabbed her hair, gripping it firmly and pulling her head up."Look at the camera. Imagine it's your husband." He knew just what to say.Fiona looked up at the camera and imagined Sean watching, his cock hardening despite what he was seeing, stroking it as he watched her pussy get plundered and pillaged by another man's cock, all because of how boring and inattentive he had. He seemed to anticipate my move and kicked the pipe back, grabbing my sweater and forcing me, on my back, on the ground. He placed one hand around my neck, the other holding the knife above me. A sadistic grin lit his face as he murmured in my ear. ‘Hello there, baby doll. Time for the party to begin.’ With a hiss I spit in his face, my hand reaching for the pipe.. it seemed only inches from my fingers. I could feel them brush the cool metal. The man roared at me, hatred pouring from his dark.