Already waiting in a special chair, all his own, was the third party to tonight's entertainment. He had had a very bad week.It was about to get much w...orse.The three men wore noise-canceling headsets that kept them in a state of complete confusion. They'd understand soon enough, when the agonizing pains hit them, that this was their final stop. The sooner they confessed ... everything ... the sooner they'd find their final resting place.Everything was going to take a very long time, no matter. The idea of the game was always to give me pleasure and that he did. I heard noises again and something cold was being rubbed around my nipples. My guess was ice. My nipples were hard and erect as the ice was very cold. The ice cubed shape, was not that of a cube, but rather a long object that was cone shaped. The ice cubed cone, was inserted into my pussy. It felt so cold, but my pussy was hot and I started grinding as he fucked me with the iced cone. Since it was ice, it melted rather. Keep watching her, Mom... aaaaahh... you girls know what I like!" Brad gasped out his commentary as she continued to copulate his rampant rod. She wished Brad would start fingerfucking her again - the combination of cock in her mouth and something in her pussy would be sure to get her cookies off!"Wait a minute, Brenda... I want to try something else," he said after about thirty seconds of her cocksucking. He sat up, his stomach hitting the back of her head and Brenda raised up, letting his. Katie reaches the end of the alley into the middle of the street. The Leader of the Gang Rape pulls up in a rusted out piece of shit car, the passenger window rolled down. He grins wide at Katie. “Guess you smart after all, bitch… Need a ride?” He laughs, opening the door.Katie’s mind pauses for a minute, lost and debating itself: Subject myself to more rape by homless bums with God knows what diseases, or take a ride from one of the men that just raped me? Finally she makes up her mind,.