Hell, the bald one, who’d been closest to the gunman, didn’t even have much of a head left. “FUCK TH’POLEECE!” rang out from various voices ...utside the car and somebody popped open the passenger side back door. “RUN BITCH!” a black man with a handkerchief tied around his face yelled as he slapped the open door and took off running. Claudia spun round in the seat and realized a second black man was running off with the one who had opened her door. The other one carried some sort of small. We hoped we might be able to find a way to spend some of our time in skirts, as we both felt tense and frustrated at only being able to talk about fashions. We both knew that, however hard we tried to convey a feminine image to each other, we could not fully enjoy the excitement as the male clothing we wore completely spoilt the outward appearance of the feminine image we both felt so very strongly inside ourselves.We rose at five in the morning, and even at that time the day was already warm.. At one point I wanted to scream, "hedidn't rape me, he raped Kirsty Connor, go ask her your questions!" Thatwouldn't have ended well, would it?"It was Evan who told Kennedy you were in Evan's flat. Why do you thinkhe did that?" Ask him, I don't know!"That revelation hit me hard - that Kirsty had set her bastard of aboyfriend on me. For what? To get my life, that's why. Bastard. He/shegot locked up as well - aiding and abetting the rape, though he wasreleased without charge after a couple of. “He will. Get my cock in your mouth.” Tony said.I took a hold of Tony’s thick cock waving in front of my face. Then I took it in my mouth as he leaned in and pushed it inside my mouth holding my head between his large hands.Tony’s thick cock pushed to the back of my throat. I had no problem swallowing it. “That’s the good girl swallow my cock.” Tony grunted. He didn’t move his big cock resting in my throat.In the mean time Greg’s cock inched into my pussy until his big low hanging balls.