" Sounds like someone else I know," teased Mitch, placing a quick kiss on her cheek. In response, Tory turned her head enough to stick her tongue out ...at him. Mitch just chuckled. "You haven't eaten all day, as far as I know. Would you like something now, it's almost dinner time?" I guess I am a little hungry. I haven't been since I came home from the hospital." What would you like?" What about some chicken broth?" What about some chicken broth with chicken pieces, noodles and vegetables in it?". ”“That’s a stupid title,” someone objected.While Robbie squeezed and twisted my nipples and tits, he argued with two other men about appropriate titles for the film of my ass rape they were about to make.I closed my eyes and told myself that this wasn’t really happened. I was home in my warm bed sleeping beside my husband. But the cold, the growing pain in my tits, and Robbie’s erection pressed against my ass wouldn’t let me believe that lie.With all the sounds of coming and going I had no idea. As I reached the door, I heard a voice behind me. ‘Hey, you not gonna drink this?’ I turned around and the bartender was pointing at my glass. I waved him away, and said no thanks. Suddenly I realized something. There was only one glass there. ‘Hey, what happened to the other glass? You take it already?’ ‘What glass?’ ‘You know, the one that the other guy beside me was drinking.’ Mike stared at me a few seconds and shook his head. ‘I think you’ve obviously had enough.’ he said as he grabbed my. He grabbed her legs and put them up over his shoulders, allowing his cock to go even deeper. His hands gripped her thighs as he thrust his cock into her pussy. Your pussy is so fucking tight, he said. He reached up and began tweaking one of her nipples. It feels so good. The sensation of him playing with her nipples and fucking her pussy was almost more than she could take. She ran her nails down him chest and she knew she left marks. Hopefully they wouldnt hurt too much the next morning. He.