She repositions herself and slides her pussy right on my dick. Confused, and with no sense of will power i begin pushing into her with my 7 inch cock....Shes starts moaning and grinding on my dick, then yells its your turn. I feel something enter my asshole. I stop moving for a moment as i am filled with pain. In that moment i had just enough will power to turn and see a tall hispanic man, also on the chubby side, sliding his 9 inch cock inside me. I look back down at her, she tells me this is. Her eyes never left His, she could feel the blade sliding over her tender breasts before hearing the sound of the material being cut from her body, her full breasts springing free from the now shredded blouse. The blade continued to move over her silken flesh, down over her breasts trailing over her nipples, that where now sweet little hard buds poking up begging for attention. Her Master continued to move the blade down over her belly before slicing away her skirt and letting it fall to the. I quickly tightened my sphincter as hard as I possibly could, to keep them from shooting out, and they shifted a little back up, but not without letting out the biggest, loudest, wettest sounding sloppy fart I've ever heard in my life! I was so embarrassed that I started to run out, but the running was making the balls want to shift back down! I had to start power walking while waddling from side to side like a duck, making a dash for the nearest restroom. I knew there was one on the far side. My neck had suffered, my voice box slightly damaged. Ribs, one thigh and a shin on the other leg broken, kneecaps damaged and both ankles the same. There were some internal injuries upon which they operated: the thugs had concentrated on my head. It was clear to everyone that the thug or thugs had tried to kill me, and more than that had tried to obliterate my face. My balls were bruised: they must have got a few kicks to my backside. I must have got into a foetal position because my penis.