When she got to my waiting, wet pussy I saw her eyes light up & heard her whisper "I love eating Lebanese" to herself. I squealed as I felt her tongue...enter me. I'd never felt anything like it & she went straight for my G-spot making me pant & moan uncontrollably. As if that wasn't intense enough, I then felt her finger sliding into my ass. Oh my god! I could not describe to you what this horny bitch was doing to me!I was not the only one making noise. Little Suzie on her seat was squeezing one. This was her story. This was her life. Her eyes opened and she looked up to him, “Now I realize something else. I am okay. I am normal. But you, you’re not okay. You are broken. You rape -”She took a deep breath, “You raped me. But it’s okay. I’m not mad. God, five minutes ago I would have married you. But now I know better. I know better. I wanted to tell you it’s over. It’s over. You should move far far away. Okay?”He nodded, a bead of sweat trickling down his face.“Okay, good. Goodbye. He was getting a fast pace up now, and she really couldn't keep up, sucking and slurping noisily at his cock as she did her best to pleasure him whilst he slammed into her throat. She gagged again and started choking, but he didn't let up this time, reaching down to hold her under her head to stop her pulling off as he continued to jam into her throat. She gave a strained sound and continued to gag and choke, her throat contracting to stop him getting into it as she tensed and heaved, her whole. I kept on crying while they had their way with me, screaming to the top of my lungs for someone, anyone to help me. But no one came. When it was finally Mark’s turn to fuck me, I had lashes and bruises all over. Mark had a belt in his hands, then he bent me over and ordered me to raise my ass, and all of a sudden, all I could feel was pain, pain that I had never felt before, Mark spanked my ass with his belt with all his might, so hard that it left a mark on my ass, he did that 16 times, he.