He was ruthless, ramming her throat like never before. She began to cry at the brutal treatment of her ass and throat. At the same time, they all push...ed all the way in. John now buried up to the base in Charlotte's throat. Randy and Jamal both balls deep in her virgin ass. Spit was running out of her nose and her face was bright red as she struggled to breath with a large pipe suffocating her. John pulled out and a large rush of air flooded her lungs as she struggled to stay conscious. Finally. It’s supposed to be cool tomorrow. You might want to wear something warm.”“Oh, I’ll be fine,” she said. “I normally wear pantyhose under my jeans. That usually helps. Though I seem to be a missing a pair,” she added surprisingly. Naturally, I avoided the subject. “Really,” I said. “Pantyhose under your jeans,” I repeated, resisting the urge to moan. “I guess that would probably help.”“Yeah, it really does,” she said. “But anyway, sorry for rambling, I’m sure you’re not interested in. Please don't spank me. I'll be a good girl... I promise.”She was really enjoying screwing with me. But I was hard as a rock. I had never seen Cindy act this way; she was very confident and totally in control. I played along, “Well, Cindy, if you do what I say, I might let you off with just a small spanking, and I might not tell your parents.”She replied, quite dramatically, “I’ll do anything Mr. Bentsen... just don’t tell my parents.”“Pull those panties down. I want to see that cute little. "We are just recruiting girls," the man said harshly. "I know. That's why I'm calling" I responded. "So, What's the deal here?" the man asked. "I have two pretty girls that are willing to do a gangbang together," I said. "Are the girls over eighteen?" he asked. "Of course," I answered. "Ok. Bring them next Saturday. I'll give you the address..."I wrote down the address and went up to Tracy's room to let her know that everything was set up. We had to figure out a plan to trick Kelly and take her.