She remembers that night. In fact, she has daydreamed about it for the past few days.As the ice cube reaches her neck and his tongue is moving up fro... your breast to her chest, she remembers the feeling of his tongue on her clit. Her waist is now grinding, trying to get her clit to touch anything it can. The sounds, the sight, and now the memory of his tongue on her clit is driving her wild.He then produces a straw and blows through the straw all over her body. Now she sees them fucking. My stomach turned at the thought of what I knew that I was about to do. It was one thing to swallow the loads of cum that they shot into my mouth and throat. But it was so much nastier to scoop it up with my fingers and put it in my mouth.I looked back up at my rapist. I wanted to beg him not to make me do this. When I looked back up at him I saw that he was pointing his camera at me again. It suddenly occurred to me that he had probably been taking pictures since he gave me to his friends to. It appeared that the she was wiped out as well. Slowly the men got dressed. Rose sat down on her knees and was wiping her hand through her well used fuck hole and repeatedly licking it clean like a wanton slut. Then she said, quite distinctly, Do you think the cute little doggie would fuck me? The van driver laughed a deep belly laugh and said, Oh you are one hot whore arent you. Well, theres only one way to find out He grabbed the dog leash and pulled the shepherd over to her and ordered him. We are who we are. I don't remember choosing to be heterosexual. It is just who I am."The real question is how do you feel about having a man living among you in this beautiful colony? Because, as we all know, men can be real dicks, no pun intended, " I said to an outburst of laughter."I noticed that several folks here did not seem too happy with my presence when I was speaking earlier. I suspect that personal experience with abusive males is likely the source of this negative attitude."Let me.