She has great tits, just about perfect with a little hang, and a slim waist which flares to very her sexy hips.I have to admit that I had never though... about sharing Maria, but as we all sat drinking and watching the early games, I was finding it difficult to concentrate properly, the thought of them staring at her and knowing what they were thinking was foremost in my mind. It made me mad with jealousy, but I found that it was also starting to turn me on.We live over on the west coast so games. Kya maal thi saali mote mote boobs, badi badi aakhein, gora gora face baap re baap apsara lag rahi thi,Humne haat milaya or usne kaha ki usne ,ere liye room book kar liya h. hum hotel pahuche or room mai jate he maine usse kaha anjali can I hug u, usne kaha kar lo yr maine usse tight hug kiya or bed pe let gae, 2 min tak totally silence fir maine pucha anjali can i kiss u usne sir hilaya or maine usse pehle neck pe fir cheeks pe n last mai smootch diya yr kya experiance tha lag raha tha jannat. .”Lauren looked down at Heather. “Rape!”Heather started crying anew. “I wasn’t raped! I keep telling everybody and nobody believes me! I wasn’t raped! We’ve never even done anything like that.” She whirled to face her parents across the room, now separated by the single officer, and screamed, “I WASN’T RAPED!”This did nothing to help the situation. Her mother dragged out a large silver cross and held it in front of her husband, crying out, “Spawn of the Christ killers! Spawn of the Christ. He did, and she didn't say another word without being told to the rest of the night.They took turns fucking her mouth and her pussy, slapping her ass and calling her a white trash whore, a worthless slut. All the things I had told them to call her. She never responded in any way other than to keep sucking cock and letting herself be fucked.When Doug was fucking her pussy, he started to tense."I'm about to nut" he said. Where does she want it?" he asked me.I put her in a position to have to.