They weren't with him today; I guess I would meet them at another time.Milton is a story of his own. His friends call him Bear since he kind of looks ...ike one. I'll refer to him both ways in this story. He is an ex-biker that rode with a pretty rough group of guys. He had pretty much stopped hanging with the biker group when I first met him. He told me he was too old to be fighting every weekend.We met the weekend after I enlisted. Even though I was only twenty, Ryan was twenty-one and took me. Her ass against his groin. Her back against his chest. His hands wrapped around her were now gently cupping, and slowly massaging her breasts, softly pinching her nipples. He groaned against her neck as his cock grew harder against her ass, slipping between her legs to rub slightly against her opening. She spread her legs, aching for him to enter her, wanting to feel him fill her completely. She leaned her head back against his shoulder, putting her arms up, bending them slightly to hold onto. Did you enjoy getting spanked by Daddy?He had me at a point where I would have agreed with anything he said so I screamed out a yes as my rapid breathing continuedYou like Daddy fucking you with his big piece of meat? Don’t you?Ohhhhh yes How muchA lot, Oh god, ohhhDo you want Daddy to stop?Nooooooo, Noooooooooo Oh I’m gonna cum Ya? So is Daddy, you’re tight cunt is making Daddy want to cum inside of you. Do you want to feel daddy shoot a load of his hot sticky cum inside that cunt of. It hurt like hell, the heels and toes crushing my feet.i was pulled by my hair to the floor, and any semblance of consent no longer mattered. Four of the guys grabbed ahold of each of my limbs and pulled and stretched and twisted me. Annette walked all over me in her stilettos, from breasts to ankles. i remember now that someone stood beside me, and she held onto him to keep balance while she trampled me. For probably 30 minutes. Many people started coming in and out of the room, some.