Painfully, his dick pressed against his pants and stalked into the garage and freed it. Looking on his phone he recorded about seven minutes. How lo...g were they fucking before he got there, how long has this been going on? Pressing play, he grabbed a shammy from the work bench as he listened to his daughter moan and watched her get filled with dog meat as he pumped his dick. Tears in his eyes, his daughter was dead to him, now there was just this whore in his house who had killed her. He. Brad spotted her, and the sight of this beauty sent excited tingles up and down his spine. The name tag above her small right breast showed, ‘Abby.’Brad was dumbfounded, it was her! She was the Abby from school! She set up their table and gave them each a menu, taking fleeting glances at Brad and smiling politely. Her glances grew longer and longer as she realized the boy sitting at her table was the same boy named Brad Miller from her school that she liked very much.Abby had liked Brad since. She started to stroke it, faster and harder with each stroke. Then I cummed a huge shot and it landed right in her mouth."And it's good! The crowd goes wild!" I announced playfully.She smiled and went back to stroking my harder than ever shaft. I made 2 more 3 pointers into her mouth. She went crazy. After an hour of playing "Cum Basketball", she hovered over my cock head and slowly lowered herself onto it. She slowly slid down. She got to the bottom and pulled back up. She continued this. One by one they woke up on the the floor of what looked like an old, abandoned warehouse. Just a few hours ago, they were on the big stage of the 2013 Miss universe competition. Now they lay on the floor with their hands tied behind their backs and gags in their mouths. Some tried to call for help, or scream in panic, but their gags muffled any sound they made.The women did not hear any noises they came to expect from such a big city like Moscow. There was no traffic noise. No sounds of planes..