He brought himself backup. Positioning his member at her entrance, trying to widen her legs as he went. “Open your legs”, he told her. “Wider”... he commanded. She didn’t comply. “Stop fucking playing….” And he plunged himself into her opening. The sensation of his hard, thick dick filling the wet, tight pussy sent waves of pleasure just in that one stroke. “Oww!” she cried out. “Easy baby, I know you want it mon. Relax sweetheart.” He told her softly.Every thrust was slow, long, deep and very. Firm hands gripped her arms and a sinister voice spoke in her ear. “You took our sacrifice from us, little one. You must repay us, and our Dark Master. You must join us…”Caroline was about to struggle but a wave of extreme wooziness swept over her as whatever had been injected into her luscious ass took effect. Blurrily she saw the robed figures advance up the ramp towards her as she sank into the deep waters of unconsciousness.She woke to the sound of low chanting, and her eyes slowly became. Come on let me show you where I got him...' like a fool I followed behind Al to the back side of the stools. The toilet was sat up so that as you entered there was a partition wall that shielded the urinals and first row of stools from the view of the hall. Each separate toilet was in a cubicle that did not have a concealing door and each stool consisted of a bowl with a seat and water pip that attached it to the wall and a drain that attached it to the floor. The stools were sat up so that. The two she was referring to were her daughter Leslie and her friend Sarah. The two high school girls had spent the entire car ride huddled together on the back seat whispering and giggling. "Coming mom," Leslie called back as she opened the sliding door. The two girls hopped out, looking more like sisters than friends. They were both five and a half feet tall, athletic from playing rugby and stunningly beautiful. The biggest difference was their hair. Leslie had light brown hair in a page boy.