"Sorry isn't going to cut it, Shelly, nor will any of yourwitty stories. Do you have any idea what could havehappened to you?" I have a pretty good id...a," answered Mike, thinking aboutthe conversation he'd had with another Mike."I don't think you do, because if you did, you wouldn'teven *think* about running away from proper protection. Letme just highlight your father's and my nightmare scenario.We're sitting calmly in the winter house, sipping tea andreading the New Yorker, when Jack Conklin. She reached into the hamper and grabbed a bra. She said I needed to put it on . She helped me with it and squeezed my balls sayin how big they were and she bet I had a big load to shoot ! She then said jack off and shoot my load up my chest ! I Couldn't take it any longer and blew a large load up my chest , then a second a third and a fourth!! I looked at her and she was smiling, holding her phone recording it all. She then stepped closer to me scooped up a bunch of my cum and held it up to my. ” I finally found his face behind and above me, except now he was sneering at me. “You should have thought about that before you started prancing around in that little outfit, slut. Any bitch that comes around here looking like that is asking for a rough fucking.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “No, please David, I-” I was cut off abruptly as one of the guys grabbed me by the hair and roughly shoved his big black cock into my mouth. I tried to fight, but more of them were on me,. "Mine, Marie." I growled, my fingers pressed deep inside of her, my hand clutching her pussy tightly. "You've given yourself to me, and I refuse to let you go. I can hardly wait until we can be together alone, and I can fuck your beautiful brains out."She groaned, pressing against my hand, coming intensely. She seemed to come for a long time, but I wasn't sure. It was hard to tell with these things. When her body stopped shaking, and her breath returned to normal, she looked like she was.