Our friend would be getting me first. I didn’t realize that, while I was being bred by him, Bill was setting up the laptop and his web cam. The next...few hours would become very public the next day.We changed position a few times; from missionary to me being flat on my tummy then back to missionary. He wasn’t as thick as Bill; he had the ‘length’. While taking his time with me, he slowly prodded deeper and deeper. By the time he filled me with the first load of seed, I was taking almost all of. “Resume your duties,” he said and I dropped to my knees. His cock felt a lot harder and I rubbed myself as I knew he was going to feel great. He led me to a couch and I stripped before he shoved his face against my pussy and ass and went to town on them. He mumbled a lot but finally he began to fuck me — and he did a great job, pounding me for a good seven minutes till I came. In fact, I came very hard and my knees went weak but he kept going till he came deep in me. It wasn't much but enough. I was surprised by what I found when I approached the interstate. There was a traffic barrier west of town crossing all lanes, comprised of concrete barrier sections.I took the side road to the sheriff station, parked and walked inside. There inside the door sat a field phone on a table where nobody could miss it. Just to make it obvious, a bright orange placard hung above it requesting that any visitors call in using a 999 code. brilliant. They'd activated the national emergency call system.I. One of the teenagers had brought a mini tape recorder and had turned it on to capture everything that was said. It was just as well, because Shafiq's information came out in one continuous stream until she collapsed exhausted and still petrified.Jamie had nodded at the last of the original party of teenagers who had stood beside the grave and the boy had stepped forward, a syringe full of some chemical in his hand. The lethal injection had been administered while Shafiq was unconscious, still.