Leslie was easily picked up and carried to a nearby table where she was laid spread-eagle. Indian porn Quickly the man buried himself in her ass. I fucking told you to drink it.’
Trevor grabbed Leslie by the arm and pulled her away from the table. ‘Billy, give the girls a chance to drink it first,’ sneered Trevor, still eyeing up the girls. The two men had held down Becky’s arms, whilst watching the others fuck Leslie while their cocks grew hard under their trousers. Her breasts and nipples were pinched and roughly squeezed as she felt a new sensation. ‘Not so fuckin’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’ wide bitch, I want to feel your lips around my cock,’ Trevor snarled as he grabbed the back of her head and slammed it against his crotch, sending his monster sized cock to the back of her throat. The men had stopped assaulting the girls and left them laying on the table alone. ‘Stop that fucking crying or I’ll give you something to fucking cry about bitch,’ Trevor snarled. Leslie lay there staring at his hand. Leslie could feel the weight of his fleshy meat on her tongue. She screamed in protest but that didn’t help, as she soon stood naked in front of the men, trying to cover herself up.
