The night I called and asked him to help, all four of us were on the phone, the ladies listening over extensions.Darren agreed to come help if I would...pay all expenses and if Jennifer would run around in a mini skirt and sheer top with no underwear from the time we started until we finished the move. Darren's wife Jolene laughed when Jennifer hit the ceiling over the request but surprisingly enough she helped talk Jen into promising to do just that. I was shocked but just thinking about it made. The thought elicited more tears from the girl."Speak."One word and Clara felt her jaw relaxed and her tongue moving again."Wha...what do you want?" Clara sobbed."I want you to obey me." the woman nibbled her earlobe.Did she have a choice in that? Clearly no. There's only one answer to that question. "O-okay." Clara stammered."No, Clara." the woman shook her head lightly. "Buckle your hips."Clara let out a cry as she involuntarily flexed her hips forward and dozen of thorns dug deeper into the. She was my youngest daughter, Jenny. I felt this overwhelming urge to run to her aid but sanity returned, the odds of four to one hadn't changed with my identification of their victim and I had no wish to end up in hospital."Hold her still," a voice called.I was rooted to the spot, unable to give her aid or even run away, I just stood there and watched as he moved between her legs and pushed into her. I could see his rear pumping as he fucked her hard."Me next," called the one holding her. Dalla mia posizione non vedo la penetrazione ma sento i due corpi sbattere uno contro l’altro. Laura viene sodomizzata per diversi minuti ma il marocchino non vuole godere in quell’antro. Quando si sfila, mia moglie, si stende e lui le va sopra e la penetra nella fica. Lui la monta cambiando continuamente ritmo. Ora lento e dolce, ora più veloce e violento. E’ il momento in cui vado a posizionarmi dietro loro per vedere quel bel cazzo che appare e scompare nella fica della mia donna. Lei lo.