She howled obscenities while The Highlander seized her fleshy hips and buggered her roughly – and while Marie-Claude sucked and nibbled at her clit. Her husband stopped her cries with his prick and fucked her mouth until The Highlander, Damir and Vadim had each used his wife’s cunt and arse and stood around her, stroking their rock-hard cocks. She climbed off the table and sank exhausted into a chair, frigging luxuriously, and watched intently as the four men moved in. They jerked their pricks and, one after another, shot spunk across the French stranger’s outstretched body. Marie-Claude licked up all the drops her tongue could reach and then relaxed back onto the table, content and at peace.   MARIE-CLAUDE'S SACRIFICE Pierre was the first to rise to his feet and signal to Alexandra to bring his coat. “I must use the water closet before I face the night air” he said. “Why not use this one?” asked Grigori, on cue. Marie-Claude turned her head and regarded him through her thick lashes, gyrating her hips and parting her lips in anticipation as he opened his trousers. “Why not indeed?” he replied and played a great stream of piss over her body, splashing onto her flanks and stomach and over her heaving breasts to finish on her bared throat and open mouth. Marie-Claude turned her mouth to drink enthusiastically. What she could not catch in her mouth streamed over her face and drenched her hair. Grigori helped Pierre on with his coat and wished him goodnight. The other members began to say their goodbyes; Alexandra hurried to and fro with coats and hats and each of them Indian Girls Fucking in turn stood over Marie-Claude to wash the spunk from her pale flesh with torrents of piss. Finally, The Captain and his still-naked wife approached her together. The Captain’s Wife straddled her head and gushed over her while The Captain aimed at her open crotch. His jet drummed on her clit making her squirm and writhe. Both then embraced Grigori as friends and he escorted them up the stairs to the door onto the street. Alexandra had cleared everything away and mopped the floor; she stood naked with her hands at her sides, eyes downcast, waiting for orders. He stood so that he was towering over her, his cock at the same height as her face. He knew Kenny well enough to know that if he were told he was sterile and could never father a baby he would be devastated. No one else at the pool, so we took our tops off. "Nah, I really need to focus Megan. Desks creaked. Bodies were being found in the woods, ripped apart and mutilated, men and women alike. It’s just how we all are. “Why the middle of the couch?” He asked teasingly. A few minutes Indian Girls Fucking later, sounds from the back door drew his attention. He grabbed both her ass cheeks and began to pound into her pussy as hard and fast as he could. I'll have a piss.” "I'd love to, Linda. One last thing: When I say I don't believe one word of your report, I don't mean to imply that you are lying.