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Billy closed his locker, pressed his back against the wall, with his muscular arms crossed and a large smirk on his face. "Now what do you need to...see me for? More fun in the gym? What would Chris think?" There was a bit of resentment in Billy's voice with that last statement."This isn't about Chris," I said, "it's about Jason." You mean the dude you fucked over?" I didn't...it wasn't like that, Billy."Shrugging, Billy said, "Looks that way to me, B." Don't call me that."Billy's taunting. Never mind. You don't mind fucking me up the ass instead do you, only I don't take the pill, and I don't want to get pregnant." Er, no, actually that would be fantastic! But we'll need a strong lubricant..." I've thought of that," she replied and pointed to a plastic bottle of oil by the bed. "OK, let's get started."Nina unbuttoned my shirt and then as she crouched down to undo my trousers I slipped off her t-shirt, revealing her chocolate brown shoulders. Once she'd finished undressing me she. The electrical lift burst into life and she found herself dragged to a low pillory her quickly released arms and head, clamped at wrist and neck in a matter of seconds. She was now stood folded forward from the hips, her back horizontal, her breasts dangling provocatively, her rump exposed, vulnerable, waiting for the lash she knew would soon be stinging its nerve endings. Andy filmed the whole of her, carefully taking in the as yet unmarked-body. then he returned to film her face, taking in. Her belly is tight, full. Another man on topof her, she's on her back again, leg hanging limply off the side, bare footscr****g haltingly across the polished wood floor with each thrust into herbleeding pussy. Her other leg bobs bonelessly over her latest attacker'sshoulder, his fingers digging into her soft thigh, holding her in place. Shewhimpers as her chest is straddled, bruised, bitten breasts forced togetherroughly, fat cock sliding back and forth. Her thoughts are jumbled, time.