Got it? He said grabbing my hair.“OK, I won’t say anything.” I cried.He tossed me aside and tossed me the towel. I looked and saw blood. Not as ...uch as I thought. I could see some cum mixed in. I cleaned the floor and myself as mush as I could, got dressed and ran to my car. Drove home and got in the shower. I only had a small tear near the entrance of my vagina. I cleaned it and didn’t say anything to anyone. I acted sick the next few days as I could not walk very good. The next week I went. Saying nothing, she watched as I took a sip from the paper cup she'd offered me. As I swallowed the mouthful of coffee, I felt her hand on my leg - the young, brunette policewoman caressing my thigh with her hand as I looked at her over the rim of my cup. There was a moment of silence. She licked her moist, sexily-pouting lips, in a rather suggestive manner and waited for me to swallow another mouthful of my drink. Uttering a muffled sigh, I handed her the empty cup and she placed it on the. Of course, what I didn’t think of at the time was that if we invited these guys to our house, they then would know exactly where we lived and could visit Maryanne whenever they pleased. Nothing I could do about it now, as it was pretty much agreed that as soon as Don could arrange a time when at least three or four of them were available, more if possible, then he would set it up and let us know. For almost a week, Maryanne was on pins and needles, anxiously awaiting word that the party had. He lasted quite a while till he filled her full of warm cream. She let him lay a while then she pushed him to her pussy to suck his juice out of her. When he had her cleaned she laid him beside her on his stomach with his legs spread wide and his cock down between his legs.She got out a cinnamon lotion and rubbed it over his ass cheeks. Then she rubbed his balls and cock making them tingle with the lotion. She spread his cheeks and rubbed the rim of his ass with the warm gel. She added more and.