The spare bedroom is not very big, barely having enough room for the double size bed and a night stand. The closet takes up the entire wall on one sid... of the bedroom. As I walk over to the side of the bed where Rehtaeh is lying down, she requests for me to remove my jeans, sox and shoes. Not one to disobey, I do as she requests then climb in between the my two twenty something year old cousins. ‘Are you ready to put your banana in my peach?’ Shayla asks before laughing. Lying on my back, I. "When I was through he pulled out a cell phone and made a call, he walked out in the hall and talked for a while.He came back in and sat in a chair. He looked at me and said, "I don't like this, you are sitting here too calm and collected. I remember you beating the shit out of that big hunkie who grabbed your first wife's ass at that party. Now this guy almost kills your new wife and you are sitting here, not doing a thing." Officer Johnson, I am older and wiser now, things have way of working. However this guy wouldn't have any of that. With one strong push, his cock moved past her gag point and deep into her throat.He left it there. Just as her body was starting to get used to the cock lodged in her throat, he pulled it away. Ruth took a deep breath, missing the feel of that warm steel rod. But it wasn't missing for long. The unknown guy pushed it even deeper into her throat than he did the first time.However this time the guy didn't pull the cock out completely. Instead, the tip. ” The agent fisted Jhislaine while the agents in the basement clapped. The bitch cried out begging the agent to stop. “This is what you deserve, payback for all your victims.Next the agent began to probe Jhislaine’s butt hole, pushing several fingers. Jhislaine’s knees buckled as the agent drove deep inside with her with four fingers. The male agent held her up by the neck or she would have collapsed. The agents in the basement were clapping, laughing. “Deeper, Deeper.” The agent.