She laid down on him fucking him. The guy she was jacking off with her right hand she pulled him around behind her. Never letting go of his cock, she ...brought him right up to her asshole. As he pushed himself in her she grabbed another dick and with her mouth sucked in another dancing right in front of her. I watched and could not help but wonder who she was. Was she the woman I passed getting off the plain? Was it the "Hot Gal" from three years ago? I knew it had to be one of the "substitute. Hung by the wrists, as two hardy men show their strength taking a firm grip on my limp feet, and lifting them up for my viewing make note as to what has begun.Eyes drift down to see what is limp and feeling dull and lifeless.A sense of horror suddenly prevails as toes have darkened, actually turning black as if dead.This is but the beginning of my personal degrading by that old woman.Blackened toenails begin to ooze a black slime from under my nails. They begin to meld together, beginning as a. I had gotten as far as deciding not to wear a bra and dropping a chemise over my head, when I heard the door.“I’m still doing my hair,” I shouted. “Put the kettle on.” Surely anyone would agree that there was not a word of temptation in that, I was still being a good girl. That’s what I thought, but the next second I heard footsteps on the stairs. Did he know that I was still half naked? “How do you take your coffee,” he said as he got to the top of the stairs.One glance told me that he was. “The price is the same.”Faith slumped against the wall and groaned as she shook her head. The girls left her alone in her thoughts.The afternoon grew hot again, which did nothing to help her thirst. She was sweaty again which she knew was just dehydrating her faster. Her lips were dry and her tongue kept sticking to the roof of her mouth. By the time dinner came around, she knew that she was defeated. She removed her boots and socks and pushed them through the bars. She took a deep breath and.