Through to simple philandering, and hooded to remove any identify they once had, marking them as the lowest of the low, and earning them a swift death...on capture. Though totally anonymous to the majority of feminine onlookers, body shape etc. often gave away their identities to those they’d been associated with, and tormented in some way, women who now resides in the crowd and viewed the demise of those they recognised with curt satisfaction. One such excited woman rubbed at her cunt with sweet. Laura moaned and encouraged him. “Nice Baby, so nice. Do that for a while. Kiss me there; my pussy, kiss me!” Suddenly Dan rolled her legs up and grabbed the sodden panty crotch in his mouth. He sat up lowering Laura to the bed. Above her, Laura saw her panties hanging from her husband’s mouth. He must know; he can feel how wet they are; he must be able to taste Greg and me. Dan knows what we taste like together. “Can you taste us Baby? Don’t we taste good together? Take my panties out of your. Telling him this was his property and he could do whatever he wanted on it. Then they lowered their voices and I couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation. About five minutes later the door to my room opened and Mr. Miller came in, followed by Sheriff Owen. “See little slut is just fine, getting a cunt full of dog tongue.” Mr. Miller’s voice was rough. Sheriff Owen stopped inside the door and stared at me. Sheriff Owen wasn’t as old as Mr. Miller. He had sandy blonde hair and kind blue. Erin’s whole body welcomed the feeling as her pussy was pounded like never before. She begged him to jam her harder. She wanted to be ravaged. Her whole body slid back and fourth on the vinyl exam table with every in and out thrust.The doctor knew what he was doing. He held her down pinning her to the examination table with his cock alone. She could not escape he thought if she even wanted.Erin was about to have an orgasm when the door to the room opened. It was his assistant, Allison. .