She also pondered how his command and forcefulness had disturbed her in a strange exciting way. Thinking about him her fingers crept to her heated sex...and she masturbated quietly.The next day sitting in church, full of recrimination, she silently asked for forgiveness for committing adultery. She swore she would be strong and fight her sinful thoughts. She had been filled with new resolve as she left church.With this new commitment in mind she had changed her appearance. Monday and Tuesday she. This sensation quickly sends you up to the edge, different, and more intense than even your first orgasm. “Oh fuck,” you squeal as your breathing gets faster. “I am going to cum... I am fucking going to cum... really hard….” you say. This only encourages me, as my fingers slide faster and faster compressing into my hand on the outside of you. “Fuck, I think I am going to squirt!” you exclaim, which again makes me move even faster. “AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! AHH! AHH! AHH!!” you squeak as your pussy. Fiona cries were not screaming, but they were loud as she begged, "Don't, not five of you, no please just let me go, please?"The first man to **** her was the first to move onto the bed with her. Looking at the terrified expression on Fiona's face, he asked her, "Like those boys with the big cocks, little girl?" Then he moved between her legs without any foreplay and instantly lodged his thick cock head at the entrance of her tiny pussy. "Now Fiona, get ready cause I'm just going to get you. She smiled and kissed on my fore head, asked me to close your eyes and sleep.Then she was patting my left arm as if mother cuddle baby to sleep. I was also mentally exhausted and slightly my eyes were closing slowly her hand lifted from my tummy and her fingers were rubbing my left arm . I felt some uneasiness and relaxation together she was rubbing her finger from my my shoulder to wrist. She did it for 2-3 times I dint open my eyes. I was pretending like am sleeping. Then her fingers starting.