The absence of someone in front permits the one behind me (I can’t see his face) freer access to my body, and he reaches round to roughly fondle my breasts. They all want to touch my breasts. He seeks out my nipples and pinches them painfully. I look down and see a hairy arm, muscular and heavily suntanned compared to my pale complexion. The fat fingers squash and roll my dark buds. Down between my legs my vagina feels small tits wetter than when teen Salarin first opened me. The sense of the hot desert breeze over moisture makes my sense of exposure worse. Something sticky is trickling down the inside of my leg. My vulnerable front hole is not to be left unattended for long. The next of the Hunters’ men is already stepping up. This one is a bearded giant, rather overweight, and I tense in my bonds at the sight of this one, anticipating penetration with an organ that matches the size of his body. His prick is average size though, and the worst thing about being raped by him is the way my head presses against the sweaty flesh of his chest, so even after he’s gone I can’t escape the scent of his body odor. Thus it continues, on and on and on. By about man number ten, I’m weakened severely. My arms and thighs, unnaturally stretched by the reality restraints have no stamina left for fighting to protect me and I hang limp and accepting as cock after cock enters me to dump its load of slime. There is so much of these men’s fluids in my holes that I am thoroughly lubricated, and in that sense the sensation of being torn lessens, but at the same time a deeper soreness builds and builds with each successive rape, until my holes seem to burn with pain. But being rubbed raw does not deter my nanotech, which continues to keep me aroused throughout. I feel as though the unending sexual stimulation is sinking me into a trance, but the tech mercifully spares me Brunette the dishonor of climaxing during rape. Perhaps it needs prolonged stimulation to my clitoris rather than my vagina to achieve that goal. Each man’s rough exploratory fondling of my button is brief – a gesture to claim complete possession of me, rather than to give me pleasure, and no-one seems interested in that part of me other than as another vulnerable place to hurt. Once the number of rapes I’ve endured is into the high twenties – that’s high twenties just in my pussy, and a slightly lower number in my backside, I’m so exhausted and lost in unending misery that I begin to lose awareness of reality. I’ve been raped so much by now I’ve lost count of exactly the number of violations I’ve endured. Faces begin to blur, man after man, an old one, a young one, a fat one, a hairy one, ones of different races, ones with big cocks, ones with small cocks, circumcised and uncircumcised, but all with the same merciless inhuman expression as they take their turn to rape me. Glancing down in a moment between partners I see blood streaked down my thighs, as red as my hair. blowjob Looked at the second hand on her Hello Kitty wall clock and said, “go daddy!” As she threw the panties in his direction. After a second the camera came back up off the desk it was reality face down on and turned around. “Guards,” the prince shouted, “Seize her, and seize that so called manager father of hers what ever he is, take her outside, and him, just keep teen him here!” I went about making dinner and being a good single mom. Trim and toned. Für mich war das normal, also machte ich es mir oft und lange nur um nicht wahnsinnig zu werden. A moan escaped before I could stop it. It just always felt so thrilling to do that, but I worried about someone finding out. Then she reached Brunette up and slid my pants over my hips and small tits down to the floor. Manuel gave an impressed whistle as he scanned her tan body. It was ten times worse than what she felt in her stomach. He gently spread her cheeks apart and used one his thumbs to place pressure on the emplaced jewlery, which resulted in a squeal of approval from Katie who involuntarily thrusted deep into Chloe’s ass. That the night the War that engulfed my senior year in high school broke out and she had may have won this battle but mark my works I would win the War! Because Antoine didn't have all of the required reading material yet, he was forced to share with Katie, and she was more than happy to oblige. Jake nodded as he took a step then stumbled as bit. I built relationships with the kin of the forest, I went on goodwill missions, I preached de-escalation over violence to my troops. “I only found that out after.” Was he invited? "Joseph, you've done so much for me already. She agreed. I didn't see my brother but I wasn't concerned, I knew he was in the house somewhere, I felt him and I knew he could feel me. I went straight to his room and found him sitting at his laptop, back to the door so I blowjob walked up behind him, put my arms around his chest and asked “What are you doing?” An owl hooted. He asked, “Are you willing to quit smoking”? You know my pussy's all bloody." I finished the lunch and was just setting the table when Tom came back, dressed now in some shorts and a shirt and we sat down to eat.