It wasn’t quite like watching a movie - not even one shot with a very shaky camera. But it was good enough to convey what had happened.First came Da...lla’s memories, the first she had known anything was wrong was when Larurus grabbed her shoulder spinning her around. She had been humming while hanging clothes on a line in the yard to dry.“No, no!” It was very strange, I could not tell if she had spoken these words or if we were only hearing her thoughts. The memory of the blood pounding in her. In no time flat I felt his bulbous cock head probing between my legs, slick from my messy blowjob just seconds prior. He found my vagina and pushed his hips forward, squeezing himself between my tight lips until his head was inside me. I stood on my tiptoes and put my hands on the top of my car for balance. He let my skirt fall and gripped my thick hips with both of his hands to pull me back onto his beefy shaft. My jaw dropped in a silent scream. I had taken him inside me fully hard before,. At what had to be the absolute last instant, he pulled out, still jerking, and grunted as he came, spurting his semen on my face and chest. Some hit my still open mouth and I reflexively swallowed, then licked what was around my lips and on my chin. The taste was interesting; not particularly good, but not really gross either. It had a weird after-taste, though, and I couldn't quite put my finger on what it felt like on the back of my throat.Most of it hit me in the chest, and dripped down to. He made his way back up to the head of the table and lifted Brooke up into a seated position, her limp torso leaning against Mr Slater. He looked down as his large hands fumbled with the strap at the back of Brooke’s pink bra until is suddenly snapped apart and her large firm breasts fell free from the constraints of the undergarments.Brooke White lay naked on the metal slab, her body slowly cooling. Mr. Slater stared at the young woman’s body, her large breasts, and stiff nipples. He felt his.