The bastard grabbed the front of my blouse and ripped it from my body. Then he pushed me to the floor and took off my jeans very roughly.The first guy...suddenly decided that I ought to make fresh coffee for everybody and dragged me by the hair into the kitchen.He sat down at the table and watched me as I prepared the coffee maker. He suddenly started to speak softer and asked me some questions.I took this as a good sign, but until he started asking sexual question.I then knew what was going to. "I don't want there to be any misunderstanding." "Go ahead," she breathed. "Tell me what's on your mind." "I just want you to know that I love you, and nothing has changed that, but I feel like I need to walk on eggshells right now. If I step back, and give you space, you might think I don't want you, which is not true. If I act normally... Well, kind of muddied the waters, there. I'm afraid to touch you the wrong way. I don't know if I should just let you tell me when you're ready to be. I would need to give it a few good sucks to help lubricate the phallic object. As I bent to suck the plastic cock you could finger my ass and pussy as I squirmed on your fingers sucking the imitation cock. I would then hold the middle of the suction cup vibrator on the chair opposite you and slide my fuck slut pussy over the plastic cock, …I would look deep into your eyes as the cock penetrated me slowly….letting you see my pussy lips stretching around the fat vibrating cock as inch by inch. Special-needs children are the last ones most parents here want to see because that usually means the kid caused some sort of problem,” Ona told me. “You do seem to have a sixth sense about these kids.”Faster than I would have expected, Ona had a rolling cart with rolls of the rubber wristband tape, hairband cord, and something else I couldn’t quite identify. All I had to tell the person operating the machine was the color. They have the details for everyone in here, so they could help.