Hepulled out, his prick coming out of her asshole as if it were a pythonvomiting semen, and his seed splattered against her buttocks, thick andviscid,...the white fluid trickling down the round mounds and along herperineum. Her wide-stretched asshole was smeared with his semen.He cried out, collapsing, his thighs scissoring, and fell atop her, hissweat a seal between their bodies, and she felt his heart poundingbetween her shoulder blades, as if it would burst. His hot breath cameagainst her. . .?” Another flash and the phone went dead. Quickly reviewing my options, I secured the gas valve and joined my trembling cat just before the power went out. After several more earth shaking explosions, an unearthly silence enveloped the apartment complex like a heavy fall fog. The sounds of the muted TV brought me back from to reality several hours later and I crawled out from under the box spring to survey the damage. There wasn’t any apparent. The rattled announcer on the TV spoke of. Mrs. Hannigan struck her across the tits again, and Candy yelped but counted through gritted teeth. After three more swats, my mom was able to release Candy but kept her hands cuffed behind her back. She received ten swats on each tit and snot was running down her nose, and she was crying when it was all over, but she looked thankful.“Thank you, Mrs. Hannigan, I don’t think my tits will ever be the same,” she mumbled.“Okay Sugar, I don’t have any more handcuffs with me so are you going to be a. I wiped my hands on my inner thighs, threw on my shorts, and grabbed my camera, pretending to look through pictures. I realized my nipples were rock-hard, so I drew up my knees to my chest. But I quickly realized that without my bikini bottoms on, the heady scent of my arousal was permeating through my thin shorts, so I dropped my knees and crossed my legs as the forest patrol officer rounded the rear end of my car. "Oh, hello officer!" I said, trying to sound chipper and not terrified. "I'm.