Apparently not, if he could do something like this to me just so he could be on the sideline with the football team at home games. Asshole—no—mother fucking, slime ball, pussy asshole. What were they going to do to me? I couldn’t imagine that they’d rape me. That would be a serious crime. They could abuse me in other ways, perhaps whip me with switches, but that would leave marks—evidence I could use against them with the police. But if not any of those, what? What did Troy have in his sick, disgusting brain? I was afraid to speculate further. I heard the crunching of beer cans—big strong men—pathetic, and then Gary asked, cumshot “You ready, bro?” Troy answered, “Nah, I think we all need another beer first.” More beer cans being opened, and then some of the voices I didn’t recognize talking, “She has an awesome rack,” one said, and another responded, “Yeah, I wouldn’t mind a few minutes alone with those bodacious ta-tas.” I couldn’t resist saying in the most venomous voice I could muster, “Fuck you, assholes. You’d better get your sick black jollies off now, cause you’ll never get to touch--” And then there were fingers on one of my nipples, pinching . . . pinching really, really hard and twisting. Troy’s voice, “I told you to shut the interracial fuck up, bitch. One more word out of your mouth and blowjob I’ll not only stuff a rag in your pathetic fucking mouth, I’ll hurt you—hurt you really, really bad. Do you understand me, cunt?” What could I do but nod my understanding? Ten minutes later, there was more crunching of beer cans—pathetic. I guessed it was about five minutes after that when my blindfold was ripped off. It took a few seconds for my eyes to focus against the harsh rays of the sun. And then I saw Troy standing just behind my head. His shorts were down to his knees and he was holding his dick in his hand. “Open your mouth, bitch.” He ordered me. It was obvious what he intended to do, so I clamped my mouth shut as tightly as I could and shook my head from side to side. “We can do this easy or hard, but we’re going to do it either way. Now, open your fucking mouth.” When I didn’t obey, Troy bent over and grabbed both of my nipples, pulling them and pinching them so hard, I was afraid they would be yanked right off my tits. When I didn’t comply right away, he stepped on my bicep and shifted his weight. The pain was too much for me, so I finally complied, opening my mouth wide. “Well, well, she’s not as tough as she thinks she is. If you close your mouth again, what you just got is nothing to what I’ll do to you next time. Hardcore "Oh fuuuuuuck yes!" She was close enough to me for my dick to span the distance between us. "Well, Kristy and I dated briefly at the beginning of school." The hallway was full of girls interracial calling me Master. The man's testicles matched the size of his huge penis. I will stay on my knees and grovel at your feet for you, opening myself whenever you desire, letting you do whatever you desire.” “Yes Amaqjuaq, it is just that I am afraid to keep falling into this trap when I am going to touch a woman’s mind. “I can't believe this is happening,” Wendy said, her cheeks scarlet. I asked what he would use her for if he owed her and he said personal use and he also had club where she would be auctioned off at stag parties. I wasn't ugly, just overweight coupled with a lack of confidence and fear of rejection the amount of time I had sex did not exceed the number of fingers I had. It was great. "Susan?" You can just ink… around that… right?” No one is going to fucking rape you. I hugged her from behind as Tonya's blue panties appeared, the blowjob crotch soaked and stained with pearly cum. was wonderful, son!” Aunt Sheen said between long, sighing breaths, as she lay with her head back on the couch rest. Lorraine took the clitoris lightly between her teeth and whipped the tip of her cumshot tongue back and forth over the smooth pleasure nub. “Oooh la la,” She exclaimed, licking her lips, “I could go for that. “The christmas stuff is out in the garage,” she says as she strolls black over towards the door. "How was work?" I collapsed to the rug, my ass still up on my knees tied to the dog but the side of my face on the rug, my breasts pressed and flattened. But damn, Hardcore why is my sister always so grumpy when she’s this successful? Now enjoy this also..” she said I could see a smile on her lips in the mirror. The previous night, a thought had come to her.