”Meanwhile, the first officer had turned to Hanford. “Okay sir, let’s get sorted here now. I’m Constable Jones. We’ll need more investigator... so we’ll get a detective to follow up, but I need to get some statements right now. But first, I need to check on those girls. Tom, stay here with the head teacher and this boy; get their statement.”He went to where the girls were trying to calm down the sobbing girl; she was in a chair and Amelia was squatting next to her, holding her and talking softly. Malathi the wicked reader had noticed the misty-eyed look on Keerthi’s face all during class. As she gathered up her belongings after class, she noticed the Keerthana had not moved. Sensing an opportunity Malathi approached her and asked, “Is everything ok?”Keerthi seemed not to hear her, so Malathi leaned in and repeated the question. Keerthi looked up at her with teary eyes saying, “It’s just . . . I . . . I don’t know. Nothing’s going right for me.” More tears welled up in her eyes.Mala. "You keep struggling, and I'm going to rip this fucking thing right off of you. Understand me?" Jared nodded, a difficult feat with a cock in his mouth. "Good. Now be a good whore and take this cock in your boy pussy." The thick head pushed past his ass cheeks, and paused against his virgin ass. Jared tried to concentrate on the cock in his mouth, scared of how much this was going to hurt. Then, the mushroom head started to penetrate him, easing inside his lubed asshole, but stretching. He reached for the zipper at the back, and froze.There was something fastened to the zipper. A lock he quickly realized.The bitch had locked him into the garment. He began tearing and pullingdesperately at the onesie all over, but he was getting nowhere. Helooked up to see Mel laughing at him."What's the matter, baby? Having trouble?" She laughed again. "Thatonesie is supposed to be made very strong and all the openings arereinforced with material that you can't cut with a knife or.