"Undead, called back to a semblance of the living by unclean magics. Devouring any true life they encounter. Neither dead nor alive, time would have n... meaning for them." You think they guarded treasure?" Kargh peered at the open door, a gleam of avarice in his deep set eyes."That may be, but wait until our wounds are bandaged."This was quickly enough done, and healing spells repaired the worst of the damage done by the monsters. Bartan would have held back, but Kargh pushed eagerly through the. Now two men had brutally raped her ass and a third was even now forcing his way in, but she was stretched there and the cum inside was making each rape easier.She lost count how many men came inside her cunt and ass, the continual rape lasted so long that every man must have had her at least once and most of them twice. She could feel cum trickling from her cunt and running down her ass. She thought she even heard drops fall onto the floor. She was no longer crying, she couldn’t cry any more. I didn't think the weekend could get any better. I rose and went out to the kitchen and called my man’s name. I failed to get a response. There was a note lying on the kitchen table telling me his friend had free Patriot tickets. He'd left me at home alone with his son. I wasn't satisfied with just sitting home for my Sunday afternoon. After taking a shower and having coffee, I was bored. I went online to see who was there for a chat. About an hour into reading, a few chat windows opened and. I really tried to show them everything I have. For example to "accidentally" bend over with my booty to their side. I mean like this:One of those guys was holding mobile phone. I can't know for sure, but I believe he was taking pics of me, too! Can't even imagine what he could have done with my pictures! Maybe they are somewhere on the internet, too! I imagine that one of his pics could be closer zoomed view of me bent-over like this:So basically he can explore every curve, every centimeter of.