.. ergo, he wasn't the rapist. But he had been there ... four out of seven times ... and maybe more!Okay, time for a plan. She had to have more than j...ust a sample, anyway. She had to have a method. She thought she knew, and despite what the crummy FBI profiler had said, she still believed it. She took a deep breath."Brett," she began, and blushed and looked down again, unable to actually say it.
"What is it, Donna?"She blushed even more. "You're going to think I'm awful." And she paused and. She begged and moaned and pleaded some more, and pulled hard on her restraint. “Please! Please!” she begged, as she watched my fingers in each hole. And then her body could take no more. “Oh God! Oh God! Unnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!” Sarah exploded with a gush of pussy juice sprayed all over me and the bed, as her body literally flopped up and down on the bed and her back and neck arched with the intense pleasure that was pulsating through her body. Even before she had stopped moaning, and. She looked at me as she began to stroke them ever so slowly."Get on your knees and suck them, slut." I commanded.I believed I saw a tear forming as she lowered herself. She took Robs cock to the edge of her lips and as she opened her mouth to accept it I told her to tell him that she had been waiting for his cock all day."I have waited to suck both of your cocks all day" she dead panned."Well, get to it bitch" Doug said as he forcefully turned her face toward his cock and placed it in her open. I asked for a picture of her face and two more appeared. One showed a slight smile and those definitely blue eyes. Now he was in awe of her appearance and her boldness. He was so astounded that he didn’t write back immediately. He was drooling noticeably. When he finally moved from the pictures to the message she’d written it indicated that she didn’t know what had come over her and that now she wanted to dig a hole and pull it in after her. He couldn’t allow that. He thanked her profusely,.