I don't know why he would have done something like that. He never did it with me," Annie said, wrinkling up her forehead in confusion."You're differen...t. It's just that he wanted to hurt me... I don't know why, but he did and--" He and Gino are good friends," Annie went on. "And you said Gino leaned on you yesterday. Maybe he's just helping out a friend." Annie shrugged, shaking several loose locks of her long brown hair from her face.Betty was horrified."Helping out a friend? That way? You make. One hand, meanwhile, was down between her legs. He slid his fingers up and down the puffy bulge of her cunt, stretching the taut cunt-lips, opening them, then squashing them shut again. She writhed responsively, her hands all over him, urging him to do more."You really do want it, don't you?" he said softly. "You're dripping wet!"His finger moved through the deep pink cleft of her cunt, tickling the aroused opening. She whined and winced as he poked her fuck-hole, and then he plunged into her,. Your going to stay the night and come home tomorrow when Chad’s sure the roads will be clean.” I instructed her.“Chad, you will back up Tricia’s story completely, you will be polite and courteous, a perfect gentleman. You will completely assure Tricia’s mother.” I instructed him.Chad and Tricia were on the phone for a good 20 minutes, but Chad won over Tricia’s mom.“Mistress your mother requests our presence at 10am.” Reported Chad.Now Tricia, you and your slave go to the local fetish shop and. Pleeessssee... noooo...no-no...Nooooooooop-p-pleeessssee!' Jenny Ondougu gibbered out her useless pleas as the sergeant wriggled thehorrible probe free from her cunt. The young woman grinned at the desperationin her victim's face as she realised what she was about to do and traced therounded bulb across Jenny's mouth, smearing her own blood and mucus along herlips. 'You know where it's going now...don't you...all the way up inside...' She squatted behind the chair, one hand resting on Jenny's.