He grabbed her hips, his dirty fingernails digging painfully into her soft flesh, and used her waist as a leverage to slam himself over and over and d...eper and deeper into her. His balls were slapping against his ass cheeks in rhythm to his thrusts. Dahlia couldn't stop crying.The leader made some kind of gesture with his head, and immediately one of the tall men jumped onto the bed and straddled Dahlia across her chest. Her ripped the gag from her mouth, making her scream involuntarily a. I know what it's about, and I have no problem with it." You have no problem with what?" I asked."I'll let Sherry tell you. But just remember what I said."I was confused. Kristen hadn't said much of anything. I spied Sherry as she entered the lunchroom, and Kristen told me to go over to her."Hi, Sherry. What's up?" Can we go, like, to the music room?" Sherry asked, nervously."I guess so," I said. I was a little apprehensive, since I usually associated lunchtime music sessions with other people. Leaning her head back, she stood there for a moment, enjoying the feel of the water on her body, hot enough to redden her skin.She swept her hand through her long blonde hair, pulling it back over her shoulder as she relished in the warmth of the water flowing over her bare skin. As she closed her eyes, her mind wandered around a bit. She imagined herself back on a beach in Hawaii, relaxing under the sun in her bikini like she always does on their family vacations. Her mind suddenly drifted to. She stood right beside me and held her hand out to assist in me getting up as she said “come on in, I can do you now.” That simple comment, I was sure was in all innocence, but damn if it didn’t sound like an invite for more than an x-ray, and my dick started swelling all over again, growing down my pant leg as I arose from the arm chair, my hand in hers. I am not going to brag, but for a middle aged Caucasian male, I had long since discovered that I was better endowed than most, and as my.