Robert slapped Trixie and she involuntarily opened her mouth to yelp, at which point he rammed his dick down her throat. Even on her phone's camera, L...ney could visibly see Trixie's throat bulging around the huge cock being forced down her throat. She couldn't help but moan, imagining how it would feel to have that big dick inside her. But that would have to wait.Right now, the men were moving Trixie to the couch, her clothes gone. Robert had Trixie's head hanging over the armrest and he was. This grew out of afascination with the soft and frilly things he would often see on the clothsline growing up, as well as the interest he took in women's underthings hesaw advertised in some of the fashion magazines he browsed through at homeas well as the old reliable Sears catalogue.While in his younger years this was simply innocence played out in his self-gratification efforts, as he became a teen, his inability to even socializewith the girls of his age caused even more devastation to his. She fought, trying to clench against him and he could makevery little headway. Finally, he spoke to her. "Bear down like you're going to shit," he said, "My hand's going up yourfilthy little ass, slave and there's nothing you can do to prevent it. Butif you bear down maybe it won't hurt so much." The anal ring clamped around the first joint of his fingers suddenly loosenedand his hand slid forward. Elated, he continued to push, ignoring the muffledgrunts and screams coming from the other end. " "I didn't." "What do you mean, you didn't?" "I didn't walk in. The door had an Out of Order sign on it, and as Iwas walking by, someone pushed me in." "Who?" "I didn't see. I don't even know if it was a boy or a girl. I justfelt a shove, and I was through the door. Then the girls grabbed me." Which girls?" "I don't know their names. They hang around with Barb Harriman andthe other morf haters." He looked like he had swallowed something sour, but motioned for herto continue. "I warned them to.