MAGDA'S ORDEAL Magda followed Dmitri out of the old convent, head held high. Her superbly nude body cast a long shadow in the late afternoon sun. The path led them to a huge flat-topped slab of granite, a tomb or an altar of some long-forgotten religion. In front of it waited Grigori, Andrei, Leon and Pierre wearing black trousers and - with the exception of Andrei who liked to be bare-chested - white shirts. Each had several knives and whips at his belt and each had a nude woman kneeling at his feet, knees apart, hands behind her back. Dmitri held out a hand and she took it. He laid her back on the slab, spreading her auburn hair out across the weathered stone tenderly. He stroked her cheek and let his fingertips brush across her lips to be kissed. As he stepped back, she opened her thighs wider and gracefully stretched her arms back over her head. Through her lashes she watched Leon tap the shoulder of the woman at his feet and hand her a long, straight knife. She took it and rose to her feet. The woman stepped up to the slab and looked back at Leon adoringly. He nodded and she climbed onto the slab to kneel astride Magda’s head facing her feet. A gentle breeze stirred the branches of the pines but, around the ancient stone, all was silence. Magda put a indian tentative finger to the smooth skin of the thigh above her face and turned her head to see Dmitri’s reaction. At his nod, she ran both hands slowly up the woman’s legs and over her hot cunt to claw at her buttocks, spreading them wide. Her head darted forward and she lapped slavishly at the arsehole, seizing the woman’s hips when they started to buck so that the she was forced to press her groin down onto Magda’s eager mouth. Sobbing and broken she arched her back and offered her crotch to be licked from arse to clit and back again. Leon leant over them and spoke quietly, “Piss on her”. The woman bowed her head, closed her eyes and tensed while Magda pressed two fingertips hard onto her cunt - then with a deep purr she began to spray her, first in gushes and then in a long stream. She leant back on her heels and Magda opened her mouth Hairy to swallow the last spurts, writhing sensuously under the warm shower and massaging it into her skin. Both moaned as Leon ordered “Now, the blade!” and the woman knelt upright. He directed. This has on occasion generated a smiling response on the part indian of the female who enjoyed it too, but never the less was satisfied with shorter contained sexual experiences, to gently ask, “Sir, are you done, yet?” She didn't need to be told what to do. I now knew that they weren’t working on homework or watching little kids comics anymore, I knew exactly what they were up to. A moan escaped their lips as Henry slowly breached his daughter's womanhood. Fuck them. Yavara turned to Certiok. I am just a passenger. Shortly after that I came spirt after spirt. The other women in the room , with that began to pair off for their own fun and when the youngster finally removed herself off of me to plant her pussy on my lips for cleansing, a very old lady, moved forward, took our her dentures and proceeded to give me a very grand sucking and cock cleansing. That stink bomb could clear a Hairy room. It was the most perfect one I've ever seen. I asked Alex. She removed her fingers and brought them up to my mouth and I sucked them in. She pull her hand away and turned me towards her and kissed me on the lips. A minute later, she was fucking herself with it. I cringed, reacting to the all-too-familiar plastic ‘pop’ of a plastic lid off a small container. The only reason for waiting is because she wants to keep her cherry longer than her mother did. This went on for a while, and Ana pulled back with a yell, knowing there was more ahead. He pinched her clit and rubbed her pussy. “What is the rope for?” asked Philippa as I took it down. “Never mind.” Ginny said, busying herself with her homework, smiling. All I said was “Give me that pussy!” As the first hand grabbed at me, I stabbed again and then I turned and heaved myself up the railing to then leap into the sea below. Four college students. The warm water felt luxurious washing away the sweat and stink of the hot game and drive. Finally, Caylie had to ask.