The fucking was over but she knew there would be something more. She knew that Sally would want to lick her down there. Maybe it would make her feel b...tter, Rachel told herself. “Poor little baby, was daddy’s cock to big for you? Let mommy kiss you and make your cunnie fell all better.” Sally said it in the sweetest way. But suddenly Rachel felt angry; fear and hurt were pushed aside by rage. She reached down to the head that was hovering over her abused pussy and grabbed Sally by the hair.. Seriously!I was not that bad. In fact, before I got involved with Mr. Cazares, I dressed very nice to church. But after we started fucking, I started sliding into a sleazier self-image. It was what he wanted more than what I wanted. Why did I keep giving in to him? How did he have such a powerful hold over my emotions? He ruined me completely!On this particular Sunday, I had been self-conscious that he was always checking me out when he thought no one was looking. It made me so horny!. And he. I tapped the icon on Evelyn’s phone and hers began recording everything that was said on mine. Lotta had no idea who was calling her, not knowing my number, but as soon as she answered I set her straight. Instead of a greeting, I asked her if she had sixty seven million reasons to hang up on me, because I could give her sixty seven million reasons not to. That got her attention. It was a line she’d said to whoever had been on the other end of the call we’d overheard via the recording. My next. Hayley wears a maroon corset style top and a tight black mini skirt with open-toed platforms and Irene a very low-cut green top and tight black pants and heels.“Damn. I think I’m gonna get jealous.”“Well, you should of thought of that before you fucked my friends.” She hands me a set of keys, “We’re taking Hayley’s car. You’re going to drive.”I shrug, “Let’s get this over with.”We drive off into the night and hit a few clubs, but Kat doesn’t like what she sees. We hit the last one they know of..