’ ‘Heck no, girls,’ said the other man. ‘You ain’t from these parts, are you? I reckon I know your accents. You English or summat?’ ‘Y...s, of course. My name’s Crystal and this is my friend Pebbles.’ ‘Like the fucking Flintstones,’ the blond-haired man exclaimed. ‘I’m Des and this here’s Gus. We sound like some fucking TV Show too. Des and Gus!’ Crystal laughed good-humouredly and in the chat that followed, she mostly asked questions of the two men while I sullenly and silently puffed away. ’ ‘Nice tits — allow me to squeeze them.’ Jazz stepped back hastily and found he no longer had the shard in his throat. But blood poured from the hole. ‘Oh God.’ ‘It’s fine, don’t faint on me. If it were arterial blood it would be spurting. Give me your panties.’ Jazz glared at him defiantly and handed the piece of dress she was still holding, unwinding it from the shard. The guy in the stupid little car with no top and a folded-down windscreen bunched the fabric against the wound. ‘Sorry about. It glistens like oil, and when she turns to face the wall, she bends forward, spreads her legs even wider, and reaches around with both hands to spread her ass cheeks. Her pussy is tight and deliciously wet. Her asshole is even tighter. It's the most beautiful sight these boys have ever witnessed. All of them begin to stroke the hardening bulges growing in their shorts. Sumaya can hear how hard they're breathing and she continues to tease them a little while longer. She takes her middle finger. ”I had to say something now. “Please, you can’t make me do that. Shit is nasty and I’ll get sick. Maybe even die. Please I just can’t do that. You people are so sick. I want to quit. Just leave me alone and get out of my house. I’ll take the time in jail before I eat shit.”Beth slapped me across the face and said, “Shut the fuck up whore. You will do everything I say and now that you opened your mouth, you will eat her shit. I expect you to take every turd that comes out of her ass, chew it up.