I sit in the back with Eric when he rubs my right leg up and down sensually on the inside of my things. I give off a light moan hopefully not loud eno...ugh for the lug in the front to hear. We return home a few minutes later me sexually frustrated from Eric’s teasing. Eric walks in behind me a smug look on his face. I walk into the living room to see Rich sitting on the couch watching T.V. Our gazes meet but I look away immediately. It’s hard to look an old friend that you hurt in the eyes. I. It hurt. It hurt worse than anything she'd ever felt. She couldn't help but clench every time he slapped her, and that just made the ginger root in her ass burn a hundred times worse. She sobbed helplessly, feeling her buttocks warm and sting as he spanked her. But the pain wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that each hard slap drove her groin down, rubbing her clit against his hard thigh. She moaned and struggled against the tie around her wrists, helplessly stimulated as he spanked. G. slid his hand around me and gripped my semi erect penis. Mr. G. pulled back slightly and pressed back into me, I quickly grabbed his hands and squeezed hard. Mr. G. whispered '...that's right boy, hold me tight, here we go...' As I laid on my said I suffered as Mr. g. slid his huge old penis back and forth in my butt. Hot tears of shame and pity flowed from my eyes as Mr. G. had his way. After twenty minutes of grueling sex, Me G. whispered '..I'm almost there boy almost there. Roll over to. . . where did they say the Army was attacking??’ ‘Fallujah I think. Why? You got relatives there?’ Laila shook her head. ‘No, we’re in Fallujah.’ Alec’s eyes widened and he felt the bottom of his stomach drop. ‘What?’ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Baber didn’t know why he had to sit in between Aazim and Jasim. He could have driven better than Aarif and he told Aazim as much but he wouldn’t listen. Baber worried that if there was any trouble he’d be the last one out of the car but every time he expressed.