Frank wanted to talk to Jenny. He was visibly upset and Jenny moved away from me to comfort him, putting her arm around his shoulders. Among other thi...gs he said there was a rumour going around that she had already had sex. She didn’t deny it. After Frank calmed down everyone went home for dinner. Next morning all my senses were alert, and I saw Jenny and the other kids coming to the house about nine o’clock. I was sitting talking with my friends as they got ready to go out for the day. Jenny. This time he was trying to fuck deep, I was wondering if he was trying to come out my throat! It was rhythmic but hurried. He came and went just as fast as the last guy. Guy #8 stepped in, he felt like he was curved to the side a little but he kept hitting my prostate and I could not tell if I was about to cum or piss every time he hit it. I wanted to cum from the fucking, I kept trying to get in sync so he would keep hitting my nut. He came and either drooled or spit on me… I am okay with. Now get your ass back up. Nice and high so I have a real good target. That's it."She began her new assault, placing every powerful slap on the same two spots, sometimes pausing between strokes, sometimes delivering two, three or more in rapid succession. I bit hard on the foul gag but it couldn't completely muffle my grunts, moans and whimpers. I lost count of the blows. I was conscious of only the pain raging on my ass, the pain that grew and grew with each strong blow.Before she stopped, I. Avanti. Nice to meet you. Sana said that you’d be coming,” the attorney greeted me as I entered his main office after about twenty minutes or so of admiring the secretary.I tried not to be too obvious, but hey, blondes ... what could I say?“Sana?” I asked.“Dr. Habib. I’m Yuri Natansky and you’re Simon Avanti, the man who was her patient last night, right?” the bald, goateed divorce lawyer confirmed.“That I am. Look ... what my wife did last night ... it’s not simple adultery. She drugged me,.