“So, you have one of the good rooms. I have never been here.” said Cherry. Candice looked back, eyeing Cherry with a soft smile nodding to her res...onse. “I was lucky. The dean knows me well and since i dont like alot of music, i don’t have to live in the middle of the dorm. I have some peace and quiet tro myself.” She told Cherry, looking back at the coffee maker to turn it on. Ding! Went the coffee machine, and Candice walked towards the bed with her robe untied but still tucked together. She. . a wreck, raped, brutalized, destroyed. They'd been sold to some rich bastard who got to fuck a virgin for a ridiculous amount of money." Your mother knew all these ... victims?" A silent witness, yes. She became the most subservient slave possible, never speaking much louder than a whisper, cowed by constant humiliation and torture and rape. Only those secret letters to me kept her sane I think. If they had found those letters, they probably would have killed her because she acted simple for. I grabbed her panties and looked to see both her pussy and ass gaped open widely. There was cum everywhere, on the cards, on the money, on the table, covering my wife and covering my belly from being inside her. I could not get her dressed, so I grabbed her pile of clothes and walked her home through the neighborhood to our house five doors up. It was 4:40 in the morning, so I don't think anyone saw us with her naked body. As we walked in the door, she lay on the floor telling me to leave her. .phir mujhko pata chala ki 6-7 saal se uske pati ne sirf uske saath 4 bari kiya hai mene bola ki ye to 4 seconds ke jaisa laga .usne boloa ki haa or boli ki mein to roti thi jub ghusata tha acha lagta tha magar ab wo maza nahin hai jo pahle milta tha. mene usko bola ki mein kuch help karoo wo hus pari or baat tal di. Dusri din morning me jab nasta dene wo mera ghar me ayee to usane dekha ki sexy film chal rahi hai mera computer me. tab maine wo phatak se band kar di, aur usane pucha to maine.