But it does.Now that we’re both undressed, the taller men are closing in and reaching up to grab our breasts. The men are purposefully cruel. Their ...roping hands, more often than not, are quite painful as they clamp down on my breasts or pinch and pull my nipples. But that isn’t the reason for the tears. I’m aware of the humiliation and the pain. But it’s the mental anguish that drove me to tears. I can’t even imagine what I’ll be like, how I’ll be changed, if somehow I survive this horrible. ‘What were you doing just now?’ asked Abby while still sobbing and caressing her swollen pussy.‘I was having fun with your little pussy, I’m trying to get my white juice out,’‘Why can’t you just play with it with your hands?’ asked Abby.‘This is what happens if you keep spreading your legs in your panties and skirts. Guys will want to put their cock in your pussy to get their baby juice out,’ said Jeff as he stared lustfully at Abby’s swollen but cute pussy that gave him so much heavenly. How did you…how did the perps know they weren’t off the hook, that someone might just tie it all together?’ ‘I wouldn’t think they knew it and they might have hoped it wouldn’t happen but in the modern era in which Federal and local law enforcement communicate more openly, that chance had to exist.’ ‘None of the three of you, as I see it, ever really lied to us under questioning, at least not early on. But each of you knew exactly when to stop talking and ask for your lawyer. You wasted so much. Then she re-positioned herself so she could ease a finger into my ass and suck my cock back into her very experienced mouth, I lay there panting as wave after wave of pleasure ran through me from head to toe, this continued for about 2 or 3 minutes, then she pulled herself up and straddle me, without even handling my cock she lowered her very wet shaven pussy onto it. I glided into her so easily, I felt the head of my cock push past her puffy pink lips and enter her pleasure dome, the walls.