However I wasn't allowed to rest for long because two of the guys then picked me up by my arms and legs and lay me down on my back stretched across tw...o barstools with my legs hanging off one and my head hanging down off the other. One of the guys then pulled off my thong, which until now had been wrapped around my knees and holding my ankles pushed my knees into my chest. He then stood by the edge of the barstool, positioned his cock against the entrance to my ass, lifted my feet onto his. I just went away from that place.The next day start normal and she was talking to me freely and we are eating our lunch and she said thanks for yesterday. I said no problem I’m always there for you and smiled in the evening we both are sitting and watching TV and she was wearing a white salwar and kamiz without duppata and I am in vest and boxers.I can see she small cleavage as the kamiz was not vey dip cut but tight and I can she her panty line and black bra strip. I again start to stare at. She screamed out, but again, her screams were ignored, as the man rammed hard and fast into her, allowing her no respite. Her pussy was still lubricated from earlier, but even so, she knew this cock was not one of those who had fucked her before. It was much larger, and driving much deeper. It felt as if he were deep in her stomach, as she screamed in pain.The man’s hands moved to lift her hips from the bed, so he could drive ever deeper.The end came without warning. No groan, no shortness of. The grease-smeared dishes were still glistening malevolently at me, but now I felt strong enough to tackle them. Later I made myself a salad with the fresh vegetables in the fridge, mixing my own dressing and cooking some potatoes and mushrooms to go with it. It took me a lot longer than my normal diet of chops with freezer-sourced mixed veges and white bread, but it was so much more satisfying. I flopped in front of the TV with an unfamiliar yet comforting eaten-well feeling. When Clarissa.