Suddenly she heard loud screams from her parents room, her mother Martha was shouting something to her dad which she couldnt understand, but she heard...her name being taken many a times. She thought vice not to come in between them, went to her room took off her panties and tee, and cuddled inside the blanket, thinking what might her parents be doing. . I moaned. He slipped in a finger slowly and started masarging my arsehole before fingering my arsehole with his index finger. Then a second finger went in. The pleasure was unbelievable. I started gently jerking my cock. His fingers came out of my arsehole and there was a moment of silence. All of a sudden I felt something touch my arsehole. It wasnt a tounge but it was bigger then a finger. He was starting to mount me. I was about to have a 7 inch cock inside me. Sam slowly pushed his cock. Probably, but then again, what if he had? But then, there was the explosive nature of the wounds on his torso, the penis stuffed in his mouth, the carved words on the guy’s gut…and those added up to evidence of pure rage. The murderer, or even murderers, were uncontrolled or consumed with blinding rage at this point, either wild with rage or completely off-the-wall in some sort of frenzied lust. Then there were the basic questions. Was the ‘perp’ a woman? Some kind of ‘Gay’ encounter? Maybe a. It was just him and her out there, and that was fine by him. It wasn't until her sixteenth pass that she actually stopped in front of him. She had probably run several miles on that track today, and she was hardly out of breath. If Gabriel had his way, shortly she would have trouble standing up without wheezing a bit. Gabriel had thought long and hard about the punishments for his tormenters. He had decided on turning the guys into women, because the irony was just too sweet. They had always.