She sat down on the edge of her bed, sobbing. She looked at Spike, his cock still ready. Before she knew it she had been knocked onto her back by Spik...'s front legs and he had moved his back end in between her legs. Spike had Ran pinned, her soft breasts were beneath his paws. Ran shouted at him through her whimpers of terror. Spike again thrust his cock at Ran's hairless mound, stabs missing here and there, but eventually he entered her again, causing her to stiffen. He forced his entire penis. She gently pushes himback, smiles up at him, and getting to her knees, slowly, her hands undohis pants, so that his now firm cock falls out.She strokes him lightly as she reaches the floor with her knees,grunting as she feels the floor hard and cold beneath her. Then goesback to the warm all male hardness in her hand. She mumbles, "You feelso good, I want you so bad," and then opens her mouth; her hand stillstroking with a firm grasp she brings him into her warm moist open mouthuntil they work. She was unable to totally expel it, and a residual burn remained.When the Warden finally removed the gas mask, she was sweating from head to toe, glad and grateful for some fresh air. Her hair was plastered around her head in sweat as she sobbed in discomfort and begged to be released.Her pleas were, as usual ignored as she was told by stranger to open her mouth. Unable to recognise the voice or shoes, she was hesitant to look up as the memory of the lawyer’s wives was still fresh in her mind.. Let's get along.”“Deal,” Marcia said. “Carry my bags.” She smirked with satisfaction, flipped her golden locks over her shoulder and started toward the house, slinging her sexy bubble-butt side-to-side with vigor. Greg was probably staring at it as all the Brady boys did.When Greg and Marcia got in the house, Greg dropped their bags in the foyer and said, “Something smells good.”“Thank you,” Marcia said.“Yeah, I meant whatever is baking. I bet Alice made us some fresh bread to welcome us.