It was her. Beautiful, gorgeous. The woman we all worshipped in our adolescent way. Her blonde hair was pulled back tightly in a pony tail. Her makeup...dark, and heavy. She wore black ankle boots, heeled, and shinny. I looked closer, she had black leather knickers on, but I could see her smooth fanny, crotchless, her black bra, quarter cupped, her red pierced nipples on display. Red lipstick on her lips, red lips with a cruel smile.“Miss, what is happening to us?” Cathy asked.She was rewarded. ..." I took a step back. 'This can't bereal. Maybe I'm still drugged and this is all a dream.' "You can't beLogan. You just can't.'' I backed up against the wall and slid down tothe floor, where I curled up into a ball and just let the tears pour."This can't be happening," I mumbled to myself over and over again. I heard him walk past me and down the hallway. I sat there crying forwhat seemed like hours. Everything kept replaying through my head. Ilifted my head up at the sound of people. The teen focused on it for a brief moment and then looked towards her brother, “Antlers?” she inquired.“Yeah!” Spencer said ecstatically, smiling as he wrapped the base with another roll of the shiny material he was using. “It’s aluminium foil! What do you think? I had this awesome dream about Christmas... and a chocolate reindeer... But… I can talk about that later. The point is... Antlers!”Carly shook her head and then focused once again on the sculpture. For some inexplicable reason, the. Both were somewhere in their 20?s. The blonde guy came in my mouth twice after face fucking me. They both were on my side of the glory hole and so they had me backed into a wall and kept coming up to grab hold of my head and pump their cocks in my mouth. It was so damn hot and I was jerking my cock like crazy as I fed on their hard meat. Later, when Brown and I met back up, he looked like he?d had his fill, as well. We did go back again the next night, but unfortunately it had been raided and.