Show me how much you like me fucking your ass."I pushed back on her fingers and met each of her thrusts with more and more vigor and excitement. I moa...ed, "Oh God, baby. Your fingers feel sooo good. I love you." Is this what you wanted, baby? Did you want me to fuck your ass? C'mon baby, tell me how much you want me to keep fucking you," she insisted. When I didn't say anything, she stopped and began to pull out of my ass."Nooo, don't stop! I love your fingers in my ass. Please keep fucking me.. They had to separate us in some way and didn’t know how. Scott was still hollering that he was going to kill me and that the police needed to let him get the job done. He said that they could hold me while he beat me to death. None of that sounded good to me.The police finally asked me if I would consent to staying in an off campus room for the night. I didn’t see a problem with that, so I went to get my coat and the book I was reading and followed the police out of the building.The two men. Mmmmm moaned the man and he started to fuck her mouth, grabbing her hair as he did so ramming his cock into her slutty mouth as he pulled her towards him.When she felt his dick go rigid he pulled out and his cock was quickly replaced by another, she felt a tongue licking at her pussy as two, or was it three, fingers slid into her. Ooooh she groaned as she was getting finger fucked then without any warning she felt the fingers pull out and he started to force his cock into her tight wet pussy,. She took a deep breath and tried to relax, and then Claire began to push the hair brush handle into her vagina. She felt some discomfort, but the pain felt quite nice. Claire gradually inched further and further into her pussy. Once it was all the way in, all 5 inches of it in her innocent little slit, she squeezed around it. Another deep moan escaped her lips. It felt amazing having something inside her. She started to pump the brush in and out slowly. It made a wonderful sound, as if it was.