‘Jackie?’ he said, breaking the silence. ‘Yes?’ I whispered. ‘Are you going to let me help you?’ he leaned forward as if trying to pull th... answer from my soul. I glanced at my hands, shaking in my lap. How could I trust anyone anymore? Why should I? My eyes darted nervously around the room, settling on the intense look gazing back at me. But this was Stefan, and I had known him for years… and I couldn’t live with the paranoia anymore. ‘Yes,’ I said after a moment, not knowing how I managed to. She had a straight clear view of her pussy being stretched almost to breaking point. When Justin got hard again, he grabbed her by the hair and slammed her mouth onto his dick."Smile pretty for the camera, bitch," he said as he stared at her pussy on screen. She was now leaning on her knees over the edge of the table. Her head was being forced onto Justin's massive weapon and pushed to the point where if she would have put her hand on the back of her neck, she might even have felt his cock. "We can try," Desi hesitantly said, knowing full well the pain it would cause. "Whatever pleases you, Juan."Juan picked up Desi by the waist and effortlessly lifted her so her cunt was touching his cock. Desi wrapped her arms around Juan's neck and waited. No matter which hole he chose, his big fat cock was going to bring her pain."I could force my cock into you," said Juan as he looked into her scared eyes, "or I can let you do it. Which do you prefer?" Please, Juan, let me put your cock in. What could possibly be upsetting her?"I won't let this grief kill you, Chrissy. I loved Jakey too, and he wouldn't want his momma dead."She got up, and left. Christine rolled the dice for Jake. Jake got a nine. She moved the blue token to thirteen, wondering what Jake would have been like as a teenager. And then she wept some more. She grabbed Mr. Brownbear off his little bed and hugged it until she passed out from the exhaustion of sobbing."Come back to me, Jakey! Oh God, please make this all.