‘Copy, 321,’ the dispatcher said. ‘An hour to an hour and a half.’ Rod turned his cruiser off the main highway, drove a little way down a narr...ow blacktop road, then turned again, onto a dirt road. A short distance down that road he pulled up in front of a small house. ‘321 to Jamestown,’ he said into the radio mike. ‘Go ahead, 321,’ the dispatcher replied. ‘Be off on Adams Road, on portable, for that investigation follow-up,’ Rod said. ‘Copy, 321, you’ll be off on Adams Road, on portable,. I was facing towards the window, Goddess Riya grabbed my hair and put my face out of the window in such a way that the ones who are walking on the road will only be able to see my face. They wanted to exhibit me or my face. They started to whip my ass with a belt. But i had to tolerate the torture without any reaction on my face because my face was clearly visible to outsiders. They both whipped my ass one after the other without any break. I just closed my eyes tightly and beared all the pain.. It feels right and when he instructs me to remove my panties it brooks no argument. Reaching back, I slip my fingers into the waistband and lower the panties, turning them inside out as they cross over the swell of my rosy bottom. As the waistband makes its way down my thighs, the crotch gets caught up and I part my legs and have to tug before I’m able to dislodge them from my obviously wet slit. The spanking continues in earnest, my bottom now warmed-up, he spanks me harder and my yelps are. It took another couple of guys before she realised what was going on, they had taken turns based on their size. She could feel the guy currently fucking her was bigger than the first two, but not yet at her boyfriends size. Still, she was beginning to struggle to stay on her feet, and some hands helped lift her legs into her boyfriends arms, and she wrapped her hands around his neck, giving even easier access for the guys behind her. This was ok for the next couple of guys, but her boyfriend.