Her vaginal tunnel gaped. White fluid pooled in the indentation of her puckered anus. She’d obviously been recently used. I knelt between her thighs..., slid my long hard thick cock along her slit, soaked in her heat and juices, and rubbed the underside of my knob over her tiny love bud. But I needed more. I slipped my fat knob into the entrance to her mucus filled cunt and rested there briefly to enjoy the tightness that clutched at my flesh flange. With a roll of my hips my prick slid through. 38s."I think we're really going to have some fun," Ahmed commented. "Have you ever wanted to rape a little blonde girl? I'll bet she'll bleed wonderfully." Turning to his companions, he ordered, "Let's do it!"Moving down the knoll, the gang was only about thirty feet away from the playful group when they were first noticed. While Ken Carlson, Kris Clifford and Johnny Taylor were rolling on the grass with the cubs, Sheila and Caitie were talking together with Caitie teasing Sheila unmercifully. ”Ashley’s eyes grew wide, but she basically was frozen in place.“Mind if I come in, Ashley?” she asked, pushing her way past. The woman started to stop her, but Stacy’s strength made that idea a non-starter. “Alyssa, are you here?”A tanned, trim woman emerged from the bathroom wearing only panties but had a big towel drying off her mane of blonde hair. “I’m here, who wants to know?”“Uh, Alyssa,” Ashley cleared her throat.“Hi, mom,” Stacy said coolly.Alyssa stopped in her tracks, eyes wide. Her. "As she turned, he slipped her blouse off and hung it on another hanger. Then he unzipped her skirt and let it fall to her ankles. "Step away from your skirt and widen your stance."She freed herself from the puddled skirt and stood with feet planted a full three feet apart. Her toes pointed out at a 45-degree angle.Paul picked up the skirt and found a hanger with two clips. He clipped the skirt to the hanger and hung it in the closet. "Lace your hands behind your neck" Sheila did as she was.