Oh yes, an ass to die for.She was still pretty young so she didn't look her age. And it didn't stop at her looks.She had an amazing personality. She w...uld always help people, make them smile.Even when my father had beaten her or me, she would do anything to make me smile, to make me laugh.But now, after what happened, she looked defeated.No smile, no happiness, only sadness and tears. I couldn't stand seeing her like that.I would do everything I could to make her happy again.I washed myself and. Occasionally workers would knock at her door. On entering,they would be startled and stare momentarily, catch themselves, andstammer on about whatever it was they originally wanted--if theycould remember. Kim was both humiliated and excited. She soonrealized that her ability to remain seated most of the hour was oflittle comfort, because her desk top was glass. She soon found ituncomfortable to constantly hold her knees together, and shefrequently found the entering workers staring through the. Just then I felt my old friend Mr. Blue being slid inside my pussy as more pictures were recorded for sexual prosperity. I was enjoying this defiling more the Mr. Observant could know when he slowly guided Mr. Pink into my tight puckered ring. Being double penetrated by Mr. Blue and Mr. Pink was not a new sensation to me but it was a new sensation to have it done by a total stranger whilst handcuffed to a radiator.Mr. Observant placed his cock at my face and said “Suck this while your toys give. It would getsweeter! Rosalee had always been a neatness freak. Now, at her matronly age, she hadforegone some of the neatness ? at least as far as was concerned with her cunthair. Her bush was huge, disheveled, and seemed to sprout everywhere. It wentalmost up to her navel and it almost wrapped around her hips. I wondered howin the hell she ever wore a swimsuit and kept all the shit contained? Hell,I wondered how she even wore shorts without the vegetation protruding? I reachedout, grabbed a.