“I am so sorry, are you OK?” he asks her while helping her up.“Yeah, I’m fine,” she giggles a little at what just happen...d, “Thanks for the hand up,” she smiles at him.“I apologize again,” he says as he tries to catch up with his mother, who is already waiting for him by the entrance of the plane.“C’mon!” she yells at him.“I’m coming!” he responds as he looks back to see her still watching him with a. I moaned ohhhhhhhhhh Phillip their going to rape me, stop them. The large black guy said "honky bitch do you really think your pussy whipped husband could do anything to stop us. We are going to fuck the living shit out of you bitch. With that he started to slowly rub the mouth of my sex with the head of his black snake, very slowly and softly rubbed my tummy with the other. He said we are not going to rape you Linda, your going to ask us to show you what real men can do. He was slowly. However Miss Moore’s fingers were still pumping in and out of Chloe’s cunt as well, and her less experienced vagina was also getting close to exploding; every time Miss Moore’s fingers pulled out, Chloe’s juices were glistening all over them. Both ladies were panting like spaniels and soon I felt Miss Moore’s cunt contract, closing around my fingers, almost exactly at the same time as Chloe’s cunt did the same around Miss Moore’s digits. Both of them moaned in pleasure, soaking the fingers. Laughing he bent down again, bit in her other breast. With her pants down he forced his hand in her panty, two fingers mercilessly up her cunt. She groaned, closed her eyes.“Not in the mood,” he panted. And she clearly wasn't. “I don't care.”Jack withdrew his fingers, closed them on the hem of her panties. “Just pray that this tears as easily.”Another painful moan as he pulled, she struggled again, tried to ease the pain on that sensitive part of her body. He could sense her pain and redoubled.