Delilah had lost her job at the escrow company, shortly after they started having a big slow down in their business. Apparently, Bridget kept demandin... that she take anything she could get in the way of work, in order to be able to pay her fair share of their expenses. Finally, being fed up with Bridget's constant complaining about money, Delilah came to me, asking me to let her move back into my house. When she came to me, she'd made it very clear that she was asking just for herself, that she. Jessica reached behind and seized her bare ass cheeks with both hands. She gave her round, fleshy globes a few gentle squeezes before speaking over her shoulder.“Say hello to your new God, Frankie. Worship services begin immediately.”Before she even finished the sentence, her bulbous bronze ass was lowering onto his face. She reached down and grabbed the chain leash hooked to his collar and pulled it demandingly between her legs. His face rose to meet her fleshy mocha cheeks and her weight. I almost but not quite got a look at the point where her legs came together. I smiled as I watched her straighten her skirt and waddle to my front door. "Excuse me, my car just broke down. Could you take a look at it and see what needs fixing?" I told her that it would cost her twenty dollars for me to look at it. She said OK and I told her to sit on the couch while I checked it out. I opened the hood and managed to get it started but it was running very rough. I pulled it into the bay. Because this invariably meant more rest and recreation for the soldiers who accompanied him and several hours of pain and humiliation for the two girls. With little introduction and sooner than Sharon ever feared, she and Sweetness would be fucked: in the arse and in the cunt, and no opportunity to protest. After her initial rape, Sharon vowed she’d never be penetrated again, but what use were her vows where she was: tethered to a pole and thoroughly incapable of putting up any struggle at all.