As her eyes examined every inch of my body to ensure I wasnt dressed like an fornicating harlot, (although I suppose I had behaved as one only hours a...go) she stopped and scrutinized the hem of my floral dress. Im going to have to meaure, she murmured to herself as she fetched her tape measure. She ran it from the end of the dress to the beginning of my knee. This is half an inch too short. Change. But, mother- WHAP! I was flat on the cold, linoleum floor. The side of my face stung, especially. They had both worked me over pretty well and, I’d had the pleasure of taking them a few more times. After those evenings I was left gaping and sore. I tried to always take the smaller one first; have him stretch my ‘cunt’ out and make taking the second one easier. It was still painful in the beginning; like getting your cherry popped every time. In my case, my mindset, I loved it and was proud to service big black cocks.The officer showed up a few weeks after I’d started. Mai contacted me and. Baar mere puchne par usne bataya ki woh bbhi iss ki fan hai roz padhti hai uska name anjali. Tha fir usne dres liya aur mmujhe apna contact number diya aur boli mujhe call karna tabhi mai shammjh gaya meri lottry lag gai use raat maine usko imagi e karke muth bhi mara ab mujhe woh koi bhi keemt par use chodna tha mujhe rha nhi jaa rha tha to next day maine use call kiya aur aise he casual baat kar rahe the aisa ek hafte tak chala fir .Maine use milnne ko kaha to woh abhi nhi milna hai mana kar. Kicking and squirming, she was pulled inside.The worm dropped her on the damp stone ground, next to the water. Light from the entrance barely illuminated the cave, and the scent was stronger with no wind to dissipate it. It fogged her head and made her sleepy, but she still kicked weakly as the worm once again loomed over her. What does it want with me? part of her wondered, but she knew that the creature's earlier violation was no accident. Swiveling the knobs on its head, the worm sprayed her.