I rang it again, then knocked on the glass part of the door, I guess making quite a bit of noise. Finally, I heard sounds in the house, and Cindy's mo...her came to the door."Please leave! I know we owe you a lot but I don't have it available and I will not bother Ray!!" Chastised and feeling a bit hurt, I left.Maybe two or so weeks later, for I still felt hurt, I went to collect, now for five or more weeks. Cindy's mother came to the door and invited me in. "In" was a hallway, complete with. “Let’s take a shower,” I suggested. “Together?” she asked. “Why not?” I responded as she stood up. She followed me into the bathroom. Our shower was too small for two people to use at one time, but our bathtub was large enough to entertain both of us. It was oblong and shaped like an oval. As Shelby began to draw the warm water, she asked, “how are we going to fix this?”“I don’t know,” I answered. “It’s not like there’s a precedence for this.”She replied, “well, I hope we figure it out. Each movement was a mix of horror and pain to her. After about a minute, Trevor tensed and moaned and Leslie felt him contract within her. She then felt a gush of hot liquid enter her. No sooner had Trevor withdrawn from her, and then another man took his place between Leslies legs. Again, she felt a massive cock shoved roughly into her, plunging itself deeper into her with each thrust. At almost the same time, another man climbed onto the table and knelt over her chest, his nine inch swollen. Your fingers tweak my nipples gently as I continue my work on my pussy. I begin to moan gently. Your hands are loving, not harsh and rough like the hands earlier. You tell me to lean back, and I do so, resting the back of my head on your chest as the water closes in on my body. Your hands continue on my breasts, now barely poking through the water. I feel one of your hands move down my tummy and take over where my hands were on my pussy. You insert one, then two of your fingers in me, and.