It hadn’t helped that she knew she wasn’t the only one. She had heard through the grapevine that a student was pregnant, and Sandy was the father....The Brown sisters had gone from the most religious of students to sluts, and rumor had it that not only were both pregnant but Sandy had dated them just before their moral fall. The idea of this - boy - her boy was not only illegal but some Casanova filling girls with his irresponsible dick made her tremble.Her pussy squirted. That hard, thick cock. Spreadeagled, Eric’s growing erection was impressive and Joy bent to lightly kiss his fattening helmet. “Are you comfortable, my dear?” she asked, her pert boobs almost spilling out of the tiny top. “Yes, nothing’s too tight, if that’s what you mean.” Joy nodded. “Yes, that’s what I mean.” She looked at her helpless but smiling husband for a few seconds. A smile creased the corner of her mouth and her brown eyes twinkled in the low light. “Now, there’s just a couple of other things to do.” . .. oh ... oh ... please ... stop."Young Susan Carson wanted him to stop but she didn't want to give up the pleasure she was feeling. She whined and panted and protested but she made no physical move to stop the man.Peter was able to insinuate a finger so that it was massaging her vulval crack, and as he pushed against her clit with his finger another mini-orgasm flashed through her, and in reaction she spread her thighs apart.Peter was now able to massage the length of her slit, from the clit. Pierre dreaded looking at all the boys and men that had been castrated. Where their balls had been, as far as his blue eyes could see, were empty, shriveled, ball sacks. It was too dreadful.By the time it was already getting dusk, it was Pierre’s turn. He gulped. He wanted to run but was afraid that the Arab soldiers would just gun him down. Just like everyone else before him in that line, he was bathed in hot water and cleansed by an Arab guy. When that was done, some of the Arab.