Just want to...” Kristen began to stammer.“Nobody gives a shit what you want, bitch. You got that?” the big man on the barstool interrupted her....risten looked around, hoping that someone would stick up for her. It became obvious that nobody, including the bartender, would side with her. Kristen fear screamed in her brain, RUN. She turned to start for the door, but a second man blocked her way. Grabbing her by the arms, he pulled her against him.“Where the fuck you think you goin’ whitey. “Mandy, please, let me cum I cant take it anymore,” I begged, she didn’t seem to notice so I tried thrusting up against her belly, any way to orgasm. That didn’t work either, I grabbed her head and tried to pull it up so she could see me as I begged her to let me cum but thought of those lavish licks stopping scared me and I didn’t try that hard, Mandy continued to molest my boobs with her mouth and started touching my body everywhere with her warm big hands driving me more and more insane.. I think, and usually it’s with the big head. All your mental functions lately seem to be centered in your twat. Better start using your head instead, while you still have a chance with your children. One more thing before I leave, I had the house wired for sound and video. Bring the asshole here, and it will be on the internet in an hour, damn the consequences. Have a shitty day, now.”She was still trying to speak when I went out the door. At lunch I pulled up the videos, watching as she fumed. Daniel Andersen stand auf, ging um seinen Schreibtisch herum und betrachtete Hannah. Sie fühlte sich sehr unwohl als seine Blicke über ihren Körper glitten. Er betrachtete ihre perfekten Beine, die kurvige Hüfte, der Süße Po, die schmale Taille, die durch den BH perfekt sitzenden C-Körbchen Brüste, ihr Gesicht. Daniel nahm Hannahs schmales Kinn und hob ihren Kopf an. Er schaute ihr in die braunen Augen und strich ihr eine ihrer Strähnen aus dem Gesicht. Hannah glühte vor Aufregung. Er legte.