They all reached out, cupping my tits and feeling my firm butt. One came up and reached between my legs, letting his finger slide into my wet pussy, f...or all to see. They took turns feeling my wet pussy and spreading my legs open for a better view. One of the men dragged me to a couch and made me lay on it.All of them took turns to suck my hard nipples and finger my pussy. They all stripped and I then had my choice of four cocks sticking out at me. They made the choice for me, as Victor’s Boss. H flipped her over and started doing her doggy hitting her hard i could see his balls and hear them banging her fat arse,Donna said i want you down here all you seem to be doing is watching him,Yes Donna i,m watching his huge cock fuck you all the times we have been married to this day i never thought this would happen so i,m taking it all in, if your that interested in his cock why don't you fucking suck him off?? WHAT.H pulled it out and said would i like to taste my wife on the end of his. - Are you sure?- No.She spread her legs wide. He threw off his clothes and climbed into the tub. His head is flushed crimson sights for its hole. It was so narrow, and his impatience was so strong that it almost instantly came. Water in the bath was not, and she shivered. Embracing her, he told her that a million times replayed in my head, but did not dare.- Do you hate cheap novels, adore my daughter, do not like to laugh at trifles, crazy about chocolate and peach roses. Your pictures are at. He was a huge help to me, just as he was to Bethany in her recovery from her rape. The difference was, she admitted it very early on. I hid it from everyone until I was twenty-two.”“Jen, we’ve talked about that,” I said gently. “Rape is violence, not sex. The first time you had intercourse was with me.”“And that was true for me, too,” Bethany said. “Steve understood at fourteen that rape is not about sex, but about violence, power, domination, and control. And it doesn’t make the person raped.