James, let Robbie at the whore. You’ll have plenty of chances to fuck her ass for the cameras.” I tried to scream again, as James moved away, and someone yanked me upright by the hair. “Hey, professor, remember me,” Robbie asked, as his hands closed on my tits, squeezing hard. I tried to look at him, but casting the bright spotlights in my face stopped amateur me from getting a good look. “God, your tits fill my hands even more fully than I dreamed they would.” party He squeezed hard enough that it became painful, then he let go and began rubbing my nipples, which were rock hard because of the cold. He pinched both of them hard, stretching and twisting them. After the beating my Master had made me give my tits earlier, Robbie’s abuse hurt so much that another muffled scream escaped from behind my gag. “And now Professor Lilith, you’re going to be a big star in your very first flick. Frat Boys Do Ass.” “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 blowjob 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 how many frat boys were now gathered to rape my ass. At least ten, I was certain. Maybe more. Maybe twice that many. After Robbie had abused my tits awhile, one of the others objected. “You can’t have the professor’s tits all to yourself. Let me have a turn.” “All right.” Robbie agreed with a final vicious twist of my nipples. He let go, and new hands replaced his. But the new hands on my tits squeezed and twisted just as cruelly as Robbie had. As the sounds of setting up continued behind me, one pair of hands replaced another and another gagging and another. By the reaction of his body language, Lita knew he was filling his condom. I felt like a million bucks. She told me that she hasn't missed getting a load of cum before breakfast on a Sunday since my gagging little brother's birth that blowjob happened on a Sunday." We would like you to join our company. She is dressed in the uniform of a amateur Rape Runner. Barbara’s tits were swing with each thrust he gave her; her pussy lips had clamped on to the base of his cock which it was trying to keep his cock deep in her womb. I've never done that before! Judging by the stripes on his uniform shirt I would guess he was at least a Sargent and maybe 15 or more years of service on the Police force. Another thing that seemed to be irritating her was the fact her thought processes was changing. She told him when she got there they had her strip and Andy started on the tattoo which took about half an hour and when he finished they had coffee then they started using her in all holes in turn twice then the stopped for another coffee. He wanted these old men as horny as possible. Still, they weren’t finished. “You always did cheat on the practice party grounds.” I said, my heart thundering in my ears as Patricia pressed me between herself and her blood-mother, their breasts consuming my face. I take a pull and hand Chris the bottle. My smile swelled and swelled, the sun warming the back of my neck and the right casting side of my face as it rose higher into the sky. She supported herself on her forearms which allowed her to spread wider apart and allowed Lance to close the distance to her snatch.