The ghost’s eyes lacked any sign of submission or control. There was only the raw, animal terror of... Well, a human being whose coworkers had just ...been shot to death and who was now surrounded by a gang of ruffians with guns. She looked as if he had been flung from the fire to the frying pan, and Lata did not look like she was ready to be gentle. “Can you speak?” she asked, her voice flat as she slung her rifle over her shoulder, the strap hanging tight to her. The ghost nodded, mutely. “What. Her pussy was fucked by a huge cock, hitting her insides with every stroke. Her breasts were nailed to the wooden working table. Her scalp was hurting, as Sam was pulling her by the hair. And now her tits were crushed with this thin, evil piece of metal. After just five smacks, she was crying her eyes out. She could feel the hot red welts forming on her skin. She would not able to wear any kind of cleavage in next few days.As suddenly as Sam grabbed her, he let her go. She leaned again against. He leaned back and i felt his hand on my butt. I wiggled and pretended like I didn't notice. We finished and I got up at the same time as Jamal and tripped and fell on him. He fell on his butt and I fell face down on him and my hand was on his crotch. Moved back without thinking and my face was directly over his crotch. I looked down for a moment and noticed his zipper was undone and could see his white underwear and a slight outline of his dick. I could smell a combination of piss and sperm. "Ready to go?" I asked.Jackie hooked her arm in mine. We left the room, our room, and went to tell our parents we were leaving. Mom, Max, and Jackie's parents all chuckled when we came into the kitchen stark naked."A little outreach tonight?" Uncle Jason said. "I'm glad to see you two are enjoying The Program."Jackie and I laughed. We told our parents we would see them at the meet and left. Aunt Andrea had said Mo could go with them so we didn't have to take her. I had been able to control.