Mum was buried beneath three men and making a lot of noise with the penetration, she was too far gone with the drink, d**gs, booze, and sex to notice ...er daughter being used on the chair, with a thick cock nestling between her ass cheeks, its owner forcing me down on it while he moved effortlessly, brushing my sleeping clitoris with his cock head, an act I admit gave me new sensations, an act I found myself mimicking whenever he stopped, I just kept moving.He brushed my long blond hair from my. ? He backed out of the small room and Stone followed, clearly unfazed by the brutality. The door closed behind them and as they turned to go back down the hall, two men wearing blood stained white jumpsuits hurried out of a door marked ?Kitchen?. They had a heavy tarp with them and with just a simple nod to Keel, entered the room with the dead girl.Keel sighed. ?Honestly, only about a third of our customers do that, Stone. Most of the girls survive tenderizing with no more than bruises and. She had the coffee maker primed and turned it on. A few minutes later he helped her with the coffee cups and the cognac. He recognized it from its Baccarat decanter as Rémy Martin's Louis XIII.As they sat together on the sofa sipping their coffee he asked, "Sandy, tell me about yourself. I don't even know who your friends are other than Jane Miller. I gather you have no family left?" I guess I am the last of the Murphys. Most of my friends are in the company. Being away at school for six years. Lesly smiled and told her that it was awesome. Susan slowly crawled up on top of me. She grabbed my cock and placed it to the opening of her lovely little hole and eased her way on to me. Our guest watched as I penetrated her and blurted out OH MY HELL LOOK AT THAT LITTLE PUSSY STRETCH. He licked Susan’s wrinkled little butt and she squirmed into him. He moved closer and as the head of his cock slid past her sphincter she screamed. He stopped and Susan reached back and pulled him in. We started.