The professional respect that she’d fought so hard to get from them was, of course, nowhere to be seen. They looked at her exactly in the same way t...ey must look at those strippers, call girls, and other professional (and not so professional) women that she frequently overheard them talk about. ‘I…I…er…’, she began to flush. She felt so helpless, so exposed in front of these men. For once, they sensed weakness. Her normally rock solid confidence was beginning to totter in the same way that her. I Will Not Let This Happen. I will do anything, anything at all, to prevent this." I believe in you. Please, save us."Chris gave the letter to Hassan and Alyssa to read, and as they read it, Shahia and Chris held them tight. Perhaps because they already knew how bad the letter was, they didn't have a panic attack, though they were terribly devastated. All four of them took turns crying and raging, as Shahia gradually took back her mothering role and encouraged them all to express how they were. Others just pulled my head up by my hair and fucked my mouth, not caring how much I gagged as the held my head with their cocks down my throat to the hilt. Some just like to slap my tits as they hung down, or slap and spit on my face while shouting obsceneties at me. Fucking hell cunt. You love having your ass drilled dont you. Wont be so tight after weve all finished fucking the shit out of it though, some guy shouted out as he savagely fucked me. I managed to gasp yes, but was soon silenced. When he put it back up, he ran his hands down my ass cheeks, spreading them as he nudged the head of his erect cock up in the slit of my swollen labia. Pushing back, I whispered “Give it to me baby! Fuck me!” He reached down between us and guided himself into me. I put my hands against the walls of the shower and shoved backward, taking his cock all the way in as I began to have an orgasm. Moving in and out slowly, he massaged the sensitive inner walls of my pussy with the swollen head of his.