It looked as if she was just recovering from a nasty rope burn. There was another variety of burn on her shoulder-blade. As she'd slid out of her coat... baring her shoulders earlier, I'd noticed what looked like a brand etched into her with a coat hanger and white heat. With so many scars and stories, I knew she wasn't a delicate flower. She'd earned every scar and wore them proudly. Her body was a road map of pain, and her fingers had traced every angry red line that was raised across her ebony. Then I took my finger out and slapped her ass and asked her to turn around. Her big melons was looking marvelous and I wanted to suck her but I resisted and oiled her boobies.Then I gave her a boob rub pinching her nipples and massaging her boobs. Slowly the massaged reached her chut.She was already dripping and wet still I applied some oil and rubbed her clits and soon she was about to cum and stopped the massage. Then I oiled myself and gave her body to body massage and started kissing her in. She obligingly spread them wider to give me access and I slid my middle finger into her pussy. I then started to work it in and out as I watched her blowing Jake happily. She rapidly became moist and the lips of her vagina flowered open in response to her pleasure.Jake was still lying back with his head on his hands, but he was watching the action carefully. After working Melanie with one finger for several minutes I slipped my fourth finger in as well as my middle finger and started working. Her heart began to beat rapid as fear filled every inch of her body, she ran from her car almost falling on the ice covered ground. The police stopped her from going any further, but she could see Mandy’s small body lying frozen on the ground in her red pajamas as she clutched her doll Molly. Miss. Bells looked around seeing the parents in hand cuffs and being lead past her. Her father saw Miss. Bells and tried to break loose from the officer escorting him to the police car. He began kicking at.