To [email protected].======== Ingrid and Mercedes, her face glistening with Karen's juices, smiled at each other over Karen's prone body. "What a s...ut," Ingrid said, tweaking Karen's nipple, bringing a twitching response from her. At Ingrid's words, shame and humiliation rushed through Karen. What had happened? What had they done to her? Her body, covered with sweat, ached from the beating she had taken. Between her legs her thighs felt sticky and warm. She shuddered in revulsion at. Which I accepted and I licked it so hard she moaned a little bit.And she cummed suddenly in my mouth I drank all of it and it tasted superb.I then asked her to sit on me to fuck.As we where both in a journey we had no condoms and asked if it is ok,she said it is ok she will take pills.She sat on me and I fucked her in both the holes very strong and I closed her mouth to stop her mourn and she had a very tight pussy and asshole that I have forced and lubricated using a banana I brought and we. She felt intoxicated by the kiss and she was pretty sure that it had nothing to do with what she had had to drink. She curled her other arm around his neck and kissed him back with passion. As his tongue darted in her mouth and teased her, she felt the familiar heat between her legs and a tingling at her nipples. She ached for him to touch her body, she pressed herself in to him needing to feel more contact. Jackson pulled away and broke the kiss and was delighted at her small sigh of. Someone who'd hug me and share my laughter... and my tears. Someone who'd give me emotional support. Someone who'd care.Mercy? Yes, I could certainly use a little mercy, and with a capital M at that.A week later I called and asked her out to dinner.She was a sympathetic listener and before I knew it, I was pouring out the story of my life. She didn't condemn, judge, or even give advice. She just listened... and when the tears began rolling down her cheeks, she reached out and took my hand. Her.