She could feel the suds beginning to form. She shivered in fear as the hand moved back towards her ass, pushing between her ass cheeks to rub over her... asshole. She felt his fingers rubbing over her little, tan puckered anus. It continued to rub long after having soaped the tiny pucker. Bella squirmed in the seat, her muffled cries in the gag, protesting the cruel ravishment of her naked sex.“What a tight asshole she has. Master is going to love taking her in her tiny asshole.” He laughed, his. I felt my legs weaken and I started to sway. Somewhere, way in the background, I heard someone screaming my name. I felt something on the back of my head and heard a loud noise before the blackness overwhelmed me.I woke up a little later, lying on the kitchen floor, my head in Kel's lap and her cradling and rocking me in her arms. I knew right away that I'd had another of my tension blackouts. They had plagued me ever since the beginning of puberty. I had passed out on at least twenty occasions. "I'm just going by my assumptions that most criminals, of all stripes, basically turn to crime because they're not that creative," David tried to explain his reasoning. "Basically they're lazy, taking the easy way out. Such types aren't likely to wake up at the break of dawn." Maybe not, but if good people turn to theft or self-defense to help themselves survive, then they very well might," Monique argued. "Need I remind you that most of the supposed 'criminals' from the past were poor blacks. Crystal had a sobbing girl with a face buried between Crystal’s lycra-covered tits. She moved Rosie over to where they could sit on one of my couches. Mom went to get some soup for Rosie to bring her at least something warm to eat and some water. Rosie grudgingly tried it, and then the soup was all but inhaled.Mom went to get more.“Rosie,” Crystal said, “Might as well get this out there. I’m a lesbian, but don’t get your hopes up. I’ve got a girlfriend. She and I both busted our butts learning.