" Thank you," she said softly.I went back to tending bar for the next half hour before Maury and my extra barmaids showed up. Connie led me over to a ...able. I'll admit, I was admiring the way she filled out her jeans and her tribal tramp stamp, another new addition.She scanned the place and a gentle smile formed on her face. It was a face I would've once killed to wake up to. Now, killed sounded pretty good."How's the singing career going?" She said, ignoring my obvious glare."Hanging by a. They never did anything sexual if the other hostages were around, so it was our little secret--actually my five big, black, cum-spurting secrets.On the fourth day, a SWAT team broke into the warehouse where they kept us. The perps were arrested and trucked off to jail. The other hostages and I were taken to the hospital for check-ups. My blood ran cold as I rode along in the ambulance. What if they can tell, somehow, that I've been fucked at least a dozen times a day since I got here? What if. Her eyes welled up with tears and she began to sob uncontrollably. She cried for help but alas no one was home. She pathetically begged and begged for the monster to spare her but it kept closing in. She bawled in hopelessness.Amy backed up against the wall. Her hands behind her with her legs bent towards her. Her soaking plump pussy bulged out of her small panties. They could barely fit in them. The monster saw this and it shot a tentacle from its mouth that latched on to her fat pussy and it. So the next guy took position and applied another cream, his process was same and he too fucked her after he was finished. She also looked exhausted and so the first guy opened the ropes and she cleaned her face with a wet towel. Then she was up from the chair, moved towards her cloths. Just then the first guy said something. She turned back and looked at him confused.She bend down on the chair and kept her hands on the armrest. Her butts were raised and she spread her legs wide. The guy spread.