She stood, looking down at Ashleigh’s curled up form, hands clutching at her head, and she spat, “I will not tolerate this behaviour!” The girl ...as rocking slightly, whimpering in pain.Molly sat down on the bed. “Get up.” Ashleigh did not hesitate to follow her orders. She stood up on shaky legs and stumbled over to where Molly sat. Molly looked her up and down, raking her eyes over Ashleigh’s form. She could see why she liked to whore herself around; she had a fit body, with full breasts that. " It was, oh, you can't ever tell anyone ever, ever right? It was Robbie Vincent. And, no, it didn't hurt, not at all. And, yes, oh, it felt lots better than good." The rest, tell me everything," I pleaded."We did it all Wednesday afternoon. I didn't count times, we just kept doing it. I had two orgasms and he did too." Was it better than getting yourself off?" Oh, Sara, just wait. Oh, lots better, like lots stronger and it lasts longer, too. And you should see the boy when he does it, the look. "Oh, well I'm Seamus, though my mom sometimes calls me Jamie," Seamus said.The child just shook its head and refused to speak. "I think his name is Manny," said a larger child that Seamus thought might be a girl because of the long hair that 'she?' had. As if anticipating his question the child said, "I'm Laura; I guess you're gonna be our family since the bad men made everyone dead?" Indeed we will be, I expect." Seamus' mother said, "My name is Siobhan, but if that is too hard you can call me. They were both well built and very dark skinned. They were both hung about the same as Stan and they were anxious to bang her and did not mind that Stan wanted to record his wife getting screwed by these two black studs. Everything was set up for the next Friday night. They all met at the local steak house so Gloria could be sure that she had made the right decision before getting to where she couldnt back out. Gloria was dressed in a thin white blouse that was almost see thru, a short red.