She then started sucking it. my dad held her hair bun and pushed his cock more into her face. By then I could not take more and decided to leave.I wen... home and told my family. When my father came home around 11.30, we asked him about it. He lost his cool and grabbed my mother by the hair and took her inside his room. From outside I could hear him bashing her up and abusing her, calling her, “Sali namak haram.”The next day everything was normal. In the morning my father went to the office and. Telepath interviewed every victim andthey all appear to be local.While the fate of the victims is horrific to us many made their peacewith it. Police Officer Janie Russel - the first victim and formerlyJames Russel - remark this in an interview: "When I found out the fullscope of Mistress Barbie I was mad with anger. It seemed like purehorror. However, I had a lot of time to think about it. Me, being theoldest victim and with the least exposure, has the slowest change of all.It gave me time to. Amy feebly tried to claw and grab anything she could with her arms already damaged, it didn't take much effort for him to break her grip. Brandon grabbed Amy's other leg as she kicked back at him and stomped her in the pussy. Amy screamed in pain clutching her battered cunt as he continued to drag her. “Hurts doesn't it cunt?!” Brandon said dragging Amy's legs half in and half out of the doorway of the bathroom. Amy knew immediately what he was going to do a she stared at the heavy. So I watched the ducks and geese, and the occasional passer-by, putting my jacket on as it cooled down. I don’t know how long I sat there, my phone beeping brought me back to Earth, it was Andy, wondering where I was. Rather than text back I stood up, slowly, my joints were stiff from sitting in the same position for so long. I stretched, realising just how dark it was. Then walked the same route home. “Hello.” I called as I walked in through the door. “Are you alright?” His voice was full of.