To be honest she hadn’t even had enough time to get properly scared yet. She quite understood how she had upset him but it was too late to do anythi...g about that now. She made a note to come back and find him and give him a tenner or a bottle of something or maybe both...or bring him some new cardboard...She giggled at the thought of delivering new cardboard for a bed.“YOUTHINKTHISISFUCKINGFUNNYYACUNT?”... She started to stammer an apology. She realised that the giggle, though innocent, was a. Her braids pulled and soaked with cum. They were cruel. She was face fucked hard with the cocks going down her throat one after the other. Her tits were being stimulated and this made her want to cum. She wouldn’t give in. Load after load of cum was forced into her mouth. She gagged each time, but the onslaught was relentless. The guys were horny and gross. They pulled off her shoes and socks and she could feel hands really tight holding her ankles. They were actually using her feet to. Isabel was the closing act. God, it had been crazy to get her accommodated at the show after how she’d fared that first time, but they’d managed. Loud cheering filled the hall when the ongoing performance ended. The stage went dark for some time and then the spotlight came on, the emcee walking to the front of the stage. They’d had it all planned. Mark and Nathan came out of the dressing room to see if things were going according to plan. Brandon had finally stopped bouncing and was fidgeting. He had turned four the previous July and he had a plan. The other kids were in the family room watching a Christmas special. He was too, sorta. He was wedged in between the end of the sofa and the wall. This gave him a good vantage point — he could watch the rest of the kids, he could look at the special and he could see the adults sitting around the dinner table. They were all drinking hot chocolate or eggnog. The ones with the eggnog kept passing around a bottle and they seemed really.