Cheryl started to follow me but I hesitated."No, sit still, my horny, fucking, slut; I'll go get us a couple of sodas. And you need to play with your ...its and pussy more, let the guys see how much of a horny slut you are. Give them a hot, nasty, fucking show, honey." I said as I stepped past her. Her mouth was slightly open, probably not really believing I was going to let her sit there alone with eight or ten horny males, nearly naked, and playing with herself.I took and intentionally long. She gazed at him. She had gotten her hands lose from the ropes; her hands werered, bruised and swollen. He was back at her breasts, but had looked up. There was nopain in her. She wasn?t in pain. He could feel it. She wasn?t screaming. Hispleasure was leaving. Faster and faster, till he feltnothing, even when he was almost all the way inside her. He beat her. Hit her face. But she just slowly turned, herlong mangled white golden hair with the stain of blood covered her face, almostbreathless. By the way, thank you for providing cock number nine for my puffy slit. I loved it! My favorite time to get fucked is when I’m almost too sore to handle it. Almost.”“Ready for our trip to the mall, guys? Just wait another year, when we’re running together with baby strollers. People will tuck tail and run at the sight of us, how many ladies all pushing our strollers ahead of us? It will scare the crap out of ‘em!” Rachel thought of the possibilities.“Are you kidding? They’re already running for. I told her of my wife and unborn son who had been killed when an out of control car struck them. I told her how for over two years I walked in a fog of confusion and grief.We had been dating and enjoying a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship for about 5 months when Jan asked me where I saw our relationship going.I told her; “I want to be exclusive, and I know only one fair way to do that. Janice Susanne Wilcox, will you honor me by becoming my wife?”She looked shocked and confused for a brief.