The heads of their dicks bobbed as they escaped their confinement and swelled to a thick, shiny purple as the women watched smugly. The men ran their hands up and down their well-muscled torsos, flexing and strutting. The other man cupped his balls and the husband sent some hip thrusts in the women’s direction with wink at each of them. The men returned to their seats, naked and hoping to beat the women in the next round. Another round of vodka and another hand of cards had them all touching themselves to try to distract and entice their opponents. The men sat with their legs spread, holding the bases of their cocks while they acted like they were looking at their cards. The other woman similarly sat pinching her nipples with one hand as she pretended to look at her cards, breathing heavily and letting out soft gasps with each pinch. The wife laid her hand face up on the table and thrust her tits out over them, petting her chest and cupping her breasts as she pretended to inspect her nipples. The husband looked back and forth between them, then stood, struck a relaxed pose, and lightly caressed his balls a few inches japanese above the table while he focused on playing the cards in his other hand. The other man stared at the wife’s breasts, breaking only to dildo watch the oriental other woman whenever she moaned or gasped. Since the husband was the only one paying any attention to the card game, the men won. The women slammed their last two cards onto the table, grinned wryly at their defeat, and strutted to the center of the room. The wife, wearing nothing but her black and white stiletto ankle shoes, stuck her hands in her hair, her arms above her head, and daintily walked a circle around her teammate several times. The other woman stood sideways on tiptoe with her feet spread and bent over at the waist, keeping her shoulders back. She ran her hands over her tits and torso, around her ass to the top of her fishnet stockings. Her hands stopped briefly at her pussy to pull her asscheeks apart as the wife stood behind her, thrusting her hips and moaning for the benefit of their audience. Then the other woman slid her hands down one leg, stripping her stocking down to her ankles as she went, and repeated the process down her other leg. When she was finished she stood up, bringing first one foot then the other up to her ass and removing the stocking, tossing it aside. Wearing nothing but string bikini panties she blew the men a kiss and winked. Then the wife kicked off her shoes, playfully smacked the other woman on the ass, and sat back Toys down. The men had gotten used to watching without masturbating and now looked over their opponents smugly as they sipped their vodka and played the next hand with raging hardons. The cards were in the mens favor and halfway through the round they stood, letting their cocks hang out over the table to distract their opponents for the last few japan tricks. It worked, and the women were once again in their debt. The wife, now with nothing left to strip, stood up and told her husband and the other man to sit on the edge of the bed and spread their legs. She followed them with the other woman who, having the only article of clothing between the four of them, struck an arched back tits forward pose in the middle of the room and waited. The men sat obediently on the edge of the bed with their eyes fixed on the string bikini panties that were about to be removed, legs spread for easy access to their hard, swollen dicks. The wife knelt in front of them and placed each of her palms on their cum canals, wrapping her fingers around their shafts. The other woman took her cue and came to life, walking back and forth in front of her audience in short, swaying steps, making sure to playfully swing her breasts as she slowly danced for their enjoyment. The wife stroked the cocks she was holding with long, fluid motions and cupped their tight balls, tickling them with her fingertips and leaning in to the other man’s crotch. She fixed her hair, smiled and what seemed like subtle flirting said, “Oh – umm, hi! God knows how many guys have a chance to oriental be involved in some shit now! “What makes you say that?” Julie replied “Think about it.” The same day japanese I expressed the desire for him to kidnap and rape me, he takes me that night.” “He has never kidnapped the same woman twice and now he kidnaps Tina and gets rougher with her like she said she would like.” “He did not hurt her but did like he did with me when he spanked my pussy just hard enough to hurt so good making me cum again.” Tina spoke up “He did not spank me or hit me but he used some painful nipple clamps on me which made me cum so hard I squirted long and hard.” “He used a fucking machine on my pussy and clit as he fucked my ass with another dildo. japan I could feel her squeezing her abdomen, trying to push the remainder of her diarrhea into my mouth. I shrug. “I don’t know, I got her a few minutes ago and didn’t see her when I came in so I looked around but I don’t think she’s here,” I tell the Old Man and watch his son pull out a dildo phone and make a call. Whoa, she looked seriously hot standing there in her bright yellow blouse, charcoal pleated pencil knee-length skirt, black stockings, and heels. “We won't let you humiliate our leader,” Kylie Silvers said. I decided to go up to my office and get on the laptop for a bit. All this was again stimulating Anju and before she could reach the position from where it was difficult to look back, she said 'Is it not enough'? I asked my mother if she wanted me to stay late again. CRACK! Can we borrow your bed? The pornography I sought out became more varied. Well, you have, anyway. Since you don’t have your buzzing toy anymore, you can use this instead.” Next semester you should take at least one class you like. Sarah found the remote and turned on her music. He would never spend the night at my house nor go camping with me. I still had Toys hope. "No Master."