She rubbed her tummy. ?Here we go?you eat my shit you fucking bitch!? Dr. BrooksYelled. Barbara's cheeks puffed out from the large amount of excrement...forcedinto her mouth. Dr. Brooks was obviously cumming again, and let loose a streamof piss that dribbled down onto Barbara's face. ?Swallow!? Barbara's eyes gushedtears as her throat muscles responded automatically to Dr. Brooks' commands. ? ?Luckyfor you I have something left to wash that down with.? Dr. Brooks again placedher pussy on. “You can’t take any more, huh?” she said, coming up very close. “Maybe your last moments should be heavenly…” A finger pointing to her exposed, wet opening follows her words.As the owner slowly goes down, most likely slumping from exhaustion, Marjean Holden stands over him, positioning her crotch just above his face.In the distance, she can hear voices that are African-American. Possibly armed groups fighting against the initial rioters. It could be self-defense, or the beginning of a race. She wanted to cry. She would probably do that later.She put the dress and shoes on and remembered the box on the top shelf. The shoes helped elevate her enough to reach it. Pulling it down she opened it. She did cry then. Resting on a felt lining a shimmering diamond necklace with a pear shaped ruby stared up at her. The matching earrings resting in the middle were just as breathtaking. With shaking hands she put them on and went to the mirror. The corset, hidden under the dress had gotten. If she is busy I might get away with it. My pink lips are twitching inside my jeans and I really cannot wait to touch them now.Quicky running up the stairs I peek through Kristen's keyhole and she appears to be taking an afternoon nap. I'm safe for now!I walk into my room and get three of my toys to take downstairs; while walking down the stairs I am completely aware of my body. The soft fabric from my t-shirt is caressing my bra-less nipples and my pussy lips are rubbing together creating a.