She looked at herself in the mirror and at the bruise on her forehead. And then down to her blood stained thighs. She looked in horror before throwing... up at the thought of what she had just done and made her way quickly into the shower. While washing herself down she could see the dog she once called her friend through the frosted glass and began to cry again while washing herself. After she had finished she grabbed a second towel and dried herself fully before going anywhere near jack as the. Struggling to take a breath through my nose I felt Reese's finger in my a,n,u,s. I wanted to scream, no woman wants to get fucked before she has taken a bath, especially in ass. My terror was inaudible because of my gag. I heard Reese's noisy spit and rub on his cock. Now we're going to fuck the rest of the shit out of you, m,o,m,. [Reese] I'll keep her steady, while you fuck her shit hole, Reese. [Malcolm] All right then, help her up and position her for doggy style. [Reese] Without any. He then dashed her hopes when he said that he usually dealt with women who were far younger than she was given that they were easier to 'train' but then her expectations were raised when he added that Martin had advised him that she was 'very good' and had displayed very definite submissive tendencies when he had been working with her. He said in an off-hand fashion that given that recommendation he might 'find time' to see if Martin's description was worthwhile pursuing. Already he was messing. Lousy timing. I was horny. I needed my lover's big cock fucking my brains out again before I climaxed in my red, satin g-string. “I'll get it honey,” I called out to Randy as I headed for the door, planning on getting rid of whomever was on the other side. Flinging open the door, I found my self staring into the faces of my mother and father in-law. “What the hel....Mom! Dad! What are you doing here on Christmas Eve?” “Well, honey, mom has a Christmas Eve story to tell you. Randy called to.