"No Vic!" She turned from him and started towards the door. But Vic was too fast and he pushed her against the dresser. He reached under her skirt and...massaged her ass. "You're so fucking hot," he breathed into her ear.Vic turned Jen around so she was facing him. He groped her tits, and then his hand went under her skirt, cupping her pussy. "No Vic, don't, stop." Her pleas were cut short as Vic planted his mouth over her's. Jen tried to pull away but he was too strong. He pulled her flimsy. Her husband wouldn’t ever touch her again, not that she’d want him to. She was worthless now, used by those … things. “Please, no more,” she murmured in a hushed voice as the cops finally got her out of her car. Placing her in the patrol car. One officer climbed in the back with her while the other got behind the while. Pulling away from the curb, the officer driving adjusted the mirror so he could see her. The other office yanked on her bra until it ripped off her body.“Dave, what the fuck are. " You work here?" I asked Liz."Yep. You thought I was just a customer? I went to esthetician school,and I do all the waxing here," she said. "You just relax a minute whileI dry and set up the waxing room."I strolled out to the front and was about to sit down when Diane said,"Oh, Cara, your color is all gone off your lips. You might want tofreshen them. We have some long-wear liquids. Would you like me to showyou some colors?" Not now, thanks. Maybe later," I said.Liz appeared at the door. "Cara. Her eyes rolling back in her head as he drove himself into her further. She bit her lip and screamed wildly as he slammed her down fully onto the base of his cock. Again and again he fucker her harder. Her facial expressions ranging between bliss and pain. She was lost in a fuck trance.He spun flipped her forward facing then spun her around and pinned her into the couch. His cock stretching her wide. She grabbed her legs, barely pulling them above her head. His giant balls swang and hit her ass.