All her hopes had been destroyed by the news I gave to her and I thoughtthat appealing to my maternal instincts would be a hit. I was right, assoon as...I finished saying that she started crying and asking for a hug.Just the right behavior one would expect from a pregnant, abused, younggirl.I called Jan, he opened the door and I walked to his office. When we werealone I said:"She is ready to talk, but I am afraid she will tell nothing about theothers." We have to make sure she gets released from. My blouse was ripped open and buttons went flying all round the room. I slapped his face. ‘You fucking pig, how can I go to school now?’ I spat. ‘You are going in whatever strands of clothes you have left, slut,’ he snarled back. I grabbed his head and pulled it hard between my legs. ‘Just eat me out. I’ve had 18 year old virgins do more for me than you!’ I growled. I didn’t give him time to answer. I mashed his head into my soaked pussy. God his tongue felt like a fucking eel! We both spent. Whenever I had cyber sex with him, I always worried that he was playing me, having his G.I. buddies stay out of camera range and watch me perform. I would be mortified if anyone knew what I did, what my sorry sex life had been reduced to.I needed a real dick. Remembering seeing pontes erection this afternoon got me wondering. Would I have sex with him if he wasn't my best friends son? I knew the answer was no. Not that I was miss morals all of a sudden. All of my morals went out the window the. Or there will be consequences!", he warned and got up. She saw him ascend the stairs and found a towel hidden inside of a box. It cleaned her eyes enough to see. They stung, but she had to try and escape. Again, her feet unsteadily pushed her toward the open window. The couple from earlier were on their phones and a patrol car appeared in front of the house. They pointed to the house and to Eliza who was situated in the basement ledge.She was crying, staring at the only people who could.