You were waiting for your turn in the crowd. You were scared and you saw various women being forced to undress, and then, afterwards, you saw them bei...g tied to posts, fences and trees, and you watched them being flogged. You heard them screaming and their begging for mercy. You saw the lines appearing on their tits and on their thighs. They were pink, then red, then purple. And you saw the whip aimed between their legs. You heard the screams. You felt their fear. But what happened? Tell me. The man who had just been in her came around and forced her to clean his cock with her mouth. She could taste her own insides on his cock and fought the urge to vomit. All while enduring yet another anal ****. But whoever this was behind her was thrusting in and out with more skill. While it still hurt like hell she could feel the meaty thrust working with more care. His balls slapped against her pussy with every stroke. She caught herself wishing that he was fucking her pussy instead of her. " A pause while Evelyn spoke. "Yes, what he told you was the plan. I just finished a bit early." Another pause. "Things have been hectic since I got back, with school starting and all. I just didn't get around to calling." This time, she rolled her eyes. "No, Mother, not Sunday. We go over to Greg Laskey's every Sunday, and I don't want to make the kids miss that." Pause. "Of course it's important to see their grandmother. Why don't you drive up Saturday. You can head back home when we leave. I just don’t think Stevie really believed us when we said that’s what the guy was looking at.”“Well he should still at least get the look for not believing you when you said shopping bags,” I told this girl.Another chuckle, “Believe me he gets that plenty already.”“You mentioned that things were looking better for your cousin Erin. I’m glad,” strange I actually felt glad, “If you don’t mind me asking, oh, never mind. It’s not my place.”She looked worried that I was ending the conversation, “No,.