“Di… did you like what you saw?”The spotty teen gulped before nodding… unsure whether he should have or notAlice smiled as she quickly glanced...around her. Slowly the shameless mother parted her knees making the tight skirt ride up her legs slightly. The shop stacker gulpedAlice’s intensions were to let the youth have another look at her pussy. She could not understand her compulsion to do so… maybe feeling sorry for the teen who did not have a lot going for him in the looks department or was it. "What's available?" Chicken or beef," she called."Beef," replied Kelly."Ok," said Laura. She took out a joint of beef and put it in a bowl ofcold water to thaw.She came into the living room and noted that the girls were watching thetelevision."Anything good on?" she asked."Just seeing what films are on," said Paula. "So, this dinner tomorrow,just a dinner or a celebration?" Just a dinner between friends," said Laura. "Never hurts to do it. Wecan always arrange to have dinner at Kelly's house.. Her hope had been that some activity would have been evident that was either so reassuring that she could drive off unnoticed or so alarming that she would be justified in taking some definite action such as calling the police. But there was nothing; all she could see was the house at the far end of the drive and a few cars parked in front of it. The green one looked like Elspeth's, but from this distance she could not be sure.She did not want to enter the premises. She was terrified that. He looked at his friend, who nodded. "So, you're a poor bitch, huh? We can make a deal, if you have no money." "You suck my dick, you live, you refuse, and we'll just fuck your pussy instead." "Oh no, please…" I sobbed. He grabbed again my hair and pushed my head back against the wall. "What's it going to be bitch?" I suddenly made my last move, striking him and running as faster I could. But I was caught in seconds and knocked to the ground, feeling the weight of both men on my back. I.
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He now had the head of his penis in my vagina. I gritted my teeth at the pain it's presence was causing. "Oh, it hurts." I cried through clenched jaw.
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