You would ask for magazines and he would point to a tacky slash coloured curtain on entering the walls had all the latest foreign porno magazines. It ...as in this shop that as I entered through the slash curtain that I realised one of the browsers was a former teacher of mine....I recognised the tweed jacket and trilby hat he wore, I’m sure to bed too. He was choosing a good few magazines and left with about six in his hands...to pay through the other side of the slash curtain...I couldn’t help. Whenever she twitched pain shot through her and she felt moisture – blood for sure – running down her crack and over her raw pussy.Deirdre had completely lost her feeling of time. She was not sure if they had raped her for hours, for days, or even for weeks. Both captors had been insatiable, their erections barely abating. They had appeared like figures from a hideous nightmare, like monsters from some B movie, with their completely shaved heads and bodies, their bulging muscles, and the weird. Stick your ass out. You wanted some black cock and you got it didn’t you slut? Is this what you want? Three big black cocks fucking your tight white body...hmmm?” C growled at me, I moaned and squirmed on his cock as he held me still. “Well bitch answer him!” K shouted at me as he walked up behind us and slapped my ass. I moaned and ground my dripping cunt onto his twins cock. “Oh you like that huh? You like to get slapped?” K started to spank me, slapping my left cheek then my right til my ass. I didn't tell her that her arse was so close to where Alan had fucked me in every hole. As I led her out to show her my room, she stopped in the doorway and kissed me, sliding both her hands up on to my boobs and squeezing the nipples through my bra and the thin cotton of my blouse. We kissed for a little while; I was enjoying her groping my tits, when she pulled away and said," Sorry Ann, I just can't keep my hands off you. I'm such a slut aren't I?' I replied,"Don't be silly Elaine, I love.