Ann told the police that every thing was consensual and she refused medical treatment. I arrived at Ann apartment before she did and when she parke... I approached her and introduced my self. I said " Miss I'm Jim Hogue and I'm the one that called the police " "Well I'm glad you did but how did you know to call them " " I have been watching the house because a friend of mine had a bad experience there and I wanted to get back at them" Well thank you" " You look sore can I help you to your. Her cheeks damp and wet but not from sweat but from tears. He couldn’t let up now, no way. She was going to have to endure; he was too close to blasting into orbit."Suck it bitch, gag on it" he grated, when he pushed and held her head down to the base of his engorged cock; his fat, hard tool wedged in her throat, suffocating her. His guttural grunts and moans as he was close to exploding made her sizzle and burn. Her liquid heat, streaming down her thighs, she laved him with even more. But Jenny, even though she was drawing admiring glances by the few men she encountered (as well as a few of her classmates of both sexes), was all about doing the task at hand, and right now, that was gym class. Jenny, intent on the tumbling run, came at the takeoff point a little too fast and went head over heels off the end of the cushion. There was an immediate concern about her injuring herself -- a fear compounded when Jenny fell flat, one leg grotesquely behind her head, the other bent at. She knew she was safe with him; he would never try anything on her. She was a young Muslim girl in America and her parents signed her up for driving classes with this young american man, but she knew that he would never try anything with her because he was a bit of a pussy… also she dressed down; didn’t wash her hair before she got in there, didn’t put on makeup or anything. They would often flirt with eachother but she felt it was really harmless. Only one time she wondered..when he started.