Kirsty said to Angie, “You were looking forward to that weren’t you?” as she moved her finger in and out Angie’s wet pussy. A minute or so later Kirsty stopped and took Karen’s place and Karen put her fingers japan in Angie. They each took it in turn to finger fuck Angie, even the lads. By the time the fourth person was doing it, Angie had stopped struggling and was enjoying it. By the time Jake took over Angie was bucking and screaming – for more. When they’d all finished, Kirsty turned to Debbie and me and said, “As our hosts we would be honoured if you would take part in our ritual. Please feel free to use Angie’s pussy as you want.” Debbie and I looked at each other then we got up. Debbie left the room and I walked over to Angie. Looking down on her she had this ‘pleading for more’ look on her face. At first I wasn’t sure what to do but then it came to me. I knelt either side of her head and lowered my pussy onto her face, then bent forward and started eating her pussy. For a girl who gave the impression that she was a virgin before that night, she did a good job on my pussy. I was just getting her close to cumming when Debbie bent down in front of me. She had this big candle in her hand. I didn’t need to be told what she was going to do with it. As it went in, Angie almost screamed and bit my clit. I gasped and came. It only took a few strokes with the candle to make Angie cum. Jake said that there was one more thing that that had to Vietnam be done to Angie. He said that she needed cooling down, and went to filipina the kitchen. I was expecting him to come back with a bucket of cold water, but I couldn’t see anything as he walked up to Angie, who was still spread-eagle. Jake put his hand to Angie’s pussy and she screamed as Jake moved back and pulled Angie’s legs together. “What’s he done?” Sarah asked. “Put some fucking ice cubes in my pussy, that’s what the bastard’s fucking done.” Angie said. That brought the game of truth or dare to an end and we all just sat there in silence for a while before we started drinking and talking again. Shortly afterwards Jake said he had an idea for another game. The only problem, he said, was that it was a india ‘girls only’ game. When Jake described the game it was obvious that Debbie and I were the only 2 girls there that would have taken part – if the others were sober. Fortunately they weren’t, all of us were well lubricated thailand – in more ways than one. The game was that each of us girls had to pick up an empty wine bottle and move it over a line about 20 feet away. Only problem was that we could only use our hands to stand the bottle up again if it fell down. Debbie and I realised straight away that we had to use our pussies, but it chinese took a minute or so for it to sink in with the others. When it did, there were a few comments like, “it won’t fit” or “it will fall out”. Angie just giggled; she was obviously well gone. Anyway, after a bit of persuasion we were all lined up with a bottle at our feet. Jake shouted ‘go’ and I squatted down and impaled myself on the bottle, lifted myself up, and waddled to the finishing line. When I got there I turned round to see that only Sarah was having any success. The others (including Debbie) were all at various stages of impaling themselves onto their bottles, of the bottles falling out. Everyone was laughing. This went on for a good 5 minutes before Sarah and Debbie managed to get their bottles over the line. "Yeah has a nice one, *winky face and eggplant emoji." She leant on the desk, steadying herself on her hand. It must be a boring job for them - there’s not been chinese a raid for several months, but at least it’s a beautiful warm day outside. He was raping a helpless woman, but this wasn’t the type of quick ,energetic, Vietnam forceful rape that might happen with a younger man. He was taking his time savouring the feeling of his prick ,stretching Sarah’s vagina as he pushed forward. No matter how drunk my wife became she would never do what I have written here. I love you and your alter ego Sindee, but before I do this, I want your input,” I say to her as I put my arms around her. But, I had made up japan my mind earlier today, that I wanted to share me with you, Ethan, if you want me that way… Truthfully, I never dreamed it possible, but I am falling in love with you.” she said as a tear ran down her face. As the “most like to india see raped” Runner, coverage of me will be broadcast for much thailand of the time. I lusted after Mrs. Albertson for so long. And now you’re getting all clingy and you want to talk? It was just enough stimulation to keep me on the edge, I loved it. “Oh yes!” Tina squealed. After a dozen or more thrusts he buried himself in her once more and the husband could tell by the way his wife squealed that the stranger was emptying himself inside filipina her. I’d like to see that. I snatched my textbook from him and thrust it into the bag. My body bucked as I erupted.