Main uski mast gaand ko marts huya mooh se night pant ko utaarne laga ahhh aur ghutno tak laakr taange chaudi kar zubaan se puri geeli chuttt ko chaat... liya aahh Ssllrruup plsss ahhh naziya kya maal hai teri chutt ka aahhh pura mooh ghusaaadd kar chussnnee laga aahhh slruupps sruppsssNaziya ahhhh aman chussd le pura mere jawani ka ras aahhhh tune hi meri chutt ka itna ras nikala hai tuhi chaat kar pura saaf kardeh aahhhMain masti se pura chuttt chussnnee laga abhhb zubaan andarr daal kat chutt. Using a washcloth I first wash my face and then gently clean between my legs where I am sore from the rape. I find blood on my thighs from losing my virginity which just makes me want to cry more. The last thing I do is to redo my makeup and try to hide the evidence of my tears. When I exit the bathroom my 'new boyfriend' is waiting as well as two of his biker buddies. I can see the interest in their eyes as well and shudder; grateful it was only one of them that raped me. I have heard horror. We exchanged pictures that neither of us wanted to be public on Lush and our messages became more and more graphic. I finally got to see Nancy’s pretty face and blond hair. Her shaved pussy looked delicious and her rather petite tits (34A) had very suckable perky little nipples. She has the body of an athlete …..round firm ass cheeks, feminine hip curves and powerful thighs. She gave me pictures of her toys with which she brings herself to orgasm. I desperately wanted to experience watching her. I would do anything to keep that from happening.I asked some questions to make sure he wasn't making shit up. "How do you know about me? What kind of proof do you have? How did you get my friends' e-mail addresses?"He spoke again in his calm, unshakable way, "How is not important, but go check your e-mail if you want the proof. I'll wait."I quickly flipped over to my e-mail and hit refresh. There was an e-mail from an unknown sender. I clicked on it and a screen came up with transcripts of IM.