“Fucking prick, you and your fucked up family will be so sorry you ever messed with me. Matt arrived and duly took holly indian back home. Once she got settled in and they had eaten dinner, she chatted about why she really wanted to come home and be with her mum and dad. Well dad anyway as mum wasn’t going to be back for two weeks. Holly explained how things had been, the parties, the social whirl, the lifestyle she always craved, the beautiful and famous people she was meeting and staying with. Matt asked her if she was so happy why come home? Why so miserable looking? “Listen Matt I’ve something to let you see and hear. You wont be happy with the outcome so just watch, listen, above all please don’t ask me to tell you anything or say anything until its finished, please dad.” ~ “O.K darling whatever you want.. Holly opened her laptop and cast the files onto the very large screen in Matt’s den within their own family home. Some footage of role play parties, with some famous named guests cavorting in various stages of undress. Then some heavier scenes with them actually fucking, double penetration, lesbianism, homosexuality etc. pure hedonistic orgies. Some of the scenes with young girls crying looked very real and Matt was wondering if indeed the rape scenes were role play? He looked at Holly’s ashen face as desi she stared silently at the films and recognised some of the famous people who had been at the party’s she had attended, though never in that room and certainly never having participated in any sex orgies. Or so she had believed until.. My heart skipped a beat. 'Yeah, that was... well, me. I'm glad you liked it.' And now I was totally in command while I was ramming my rock hard penis into her tight little asshole. His hands desi came up and began massaging my boobs again, and almost against my will, I began fucking him back. Krav maga is better. I checked to see if we were still the only ones there. “I’ll give it a few more days then decide.” Yes he did." There, she made herself a cat food sandwich, having learned the process of putting food between bread through observation. At that moment, the hot fluid pelting his nut sack was the most incredible thing he had ever felt. "I will see you then." “Maybe?” Stephanie frowned. “Good girl.” I smiled up at her, and she offered me a little smile in return, “Do you want to help me rub it in indian their faces?” I asked her, and her little smile broadened. I sped up my hand, stroking his cock and slid his head down my throat, gaging in the swollen helm of his mighty night. And that was because Bea just happened to have two sisters living at home (an older one and a younger one), right there on the same property where Freddy and his mother lived. Later that night I called my uncle Frank. I am a kind goddess. Put it on me please.” She turned her back to me. She folded the card up and went looking for her assistant’s notebook to put the card inside, to keep, to look at, to remind herself that she is loved. The result is his huge 7" cock is instantly up in the air, which she captures with her lips and slowly finishes the boy off by draining every drop of cum from his churning balls. Something’s troubling you.” She sighed and kept driving for a bit then said. The squash was hard work and no one saw me when I had to stretch up for a high shot, but the Badminton was different, the court was one of many in a big hall. I kept turning around to look behind us to see if any great clouds of dust hazed the horizon, announcing a large column of soldiers in pursuit.