"I didn't know, honest, I just forgot that you were there. Please letme go." The girl was getting desperate, the two men seemed intent on gettingtheir...way. Although there was a tinge of thrill in being at the mercy of theserough common men. Carrying the girl between them the men moved out in to the large kitchenand deposited her heavily on the pine table on her back. "First you'll pay for that slap" said Dave as John grabbed holdher hands and pulled them over her head. Dave cast his gaze over. Usme prachi nhi thi.Phir prachi ka call aaya.Deepak bola ye kya mazak h tumhare pass humari pic kahan se aayi.Prachi- relax ye bus isliye hai ki kahi tum mera ya is video ko internet par na dal do main unlogo ko sbk sikhana chahti ho unhe apne control me karna chahti par ye nhi ki vo duniya me jaane layak na rhe aur ha agar hum apne plan me kamayab rhe toh vo sb mere ghulam hogi aur main tumhari. Phir tumhe mere sath kuch bhi karne ko kahoge main karungi.Ab batao mere sath doge ya nhi.Kunal –. I was standing at the bar drinking my water. I stick my ass out as I toss my hair back and forth, scanning the room for a nice American man. All the other girls are doing pretty much the same. Everyone has their own little tricks. I scan the room for the man with the nicest shoes and make my way over to him. My mother told me to always look for Ferragamos, Guccis, Pradas, and Versace. I find my guy: Mr. Ferragamo. I make my way over to him. He sees me coming across the bar. He's been staring at. As Shirley sobbed and wept on the counter, she looked at the reflection of the kitchen TV screen near her face to see what the stud was doing to her. As she saw the stag's meat begin to thicken and harden behind her, she realized with sobering clarity what the stag wanted. There was only one thing he could want with her and she and closed her eyes, trying not to think about what was coming next.Shirley tensed as she felt the stag's nose start to sniff around her rear, checking to see if she was.