She was in the stocks and wiggling. No she wasn't squirming, she was shaking, crying. He stepped closer and then saw the anal jewel sticking out. "Oh ...od, Sherri" he said rushing to her. She was in the stocks and crying freely as he rounded them to see her. He knelt there and opened the top. She was in agony, and he could see it. He removed the gag."God get it out, it hurts, Please get it out." she cried sobbing.Robert moved behind her. He looked, no blood, good. He began to ease it, twisting. She groaned in pleasured frustration.” I Need A Break, Gamzee. Please! I’ll Do Anything You Want If You Allow My Body A Moment To Recover!” Gamzee threw her on the couch and held his bulge towards her face. It was covered in their mixed fluids and he smiled wickedly at her. She opened her mouth obediently and he slid his bulge down her throat, making her gag as he slowly began fucking her only hole that wasn’t throbbing in pained pleasure. He slid his bulge back and forth, letting her tongue. But the thing is, well, it was our eyes. They didn't meet. Not close. She didn't even look at me, and that's the truth. Really.Now I should have just ignored that and carried on, and thought no more of it, shouldn't I?. Oh, I continued alright. Got stuck right in and shagged her silly, made her come like an express train. Her nerves were popping like porridge bubbles in a hot saucepan, and she made a phenomenal noise with her head back, screaming like a bandsaw. I suppose she thought it was. "For a long while, I thought you and he were going to get married. At least that's what your letters seemed to say."A pained look came over Kitty's face, and Janet could tell that she had still not gotten over the man. "It's something a woman doesn't like to talk about," she told her sister, lowering her head to avoid Janet's questioning stare."Maybe not a woman," Janet said in a soothing voice, "but a sister... that's something different."Kitty took another drag on the joint. She had been.