But I used to get bored the day time days passed like that but finally one Thursday morning I was going through “the telegraph”, there is a Coolum...called t2 hub where actually u cant post you are messages. So I decided to post my message and lucky my message was posted in the next edition. and god that day I was screwed I was getting calls and messages and what not if felt as if I’m the only guy left in this world actually to be honest I felt honoured by getting so much of importance ok jokes. ...I must have been starting to fall asleep when I felt something sucking on my pussy.......Little soft moans were starting to come from my mouth....OHHHHHHH, MMMMMMM, MMMMMMM my god that feels wonderful.....Awgh!!!!!! I opened my eyes to see who was giving me such pleasure darting their tongue over my clit and making it hard, I could feel what felt like a finger entering my ass........Oh my god, I need to cum........My body is shuttering and I'm screaming, "PLEASE, PLEASE, don't stop." . She felt so powerless and defenseless, for there was nothing she could do to stop these men from using her for their pleasure. And sadly they knew it from the beginning.“I don’t think so, bitch. It’s going to hurt at first, but you’ll soon be begging all of us to have a turn at your tight ass,” Sean bragged, again so cocky and confident. She had to wonder if this is what they did for a living, breaking into random houses and fucking housewives wherever and however they pleased. She shuddered at. " Garren holds his pizza a little while longer, silent and a little shaky. He finally sets down his pizza and turns toward Melody, "Mel…" He takes her hand and squeezes it, "Mel, I don't want you to feel weird about this." He begins. "Feel weird about what?" She looks down at his grasping hands and then looks back up into his eyes. "Melody, I like you." Melody just stared at him. What was this, high school? "Garren…" She begins, "No! Mel, please just listen. I didn't know how great of a.