Her reasoning was that if she was to be shot, the ever efficient Germans would not have gone to the trouble of driving her any distance before disposi...g of her.At the Gestapo headquarters she was first left in a cold dark windowless cell with no furniture whatever, lacking even toilet facilities beyond a drain hole in one corner of the room. Only a bare concrete floor was available for sitting or sleeping. Margery spent an interminable time there, totally unable to judge how long she had been. My nakedness made daddy groan, as my breasts had grown and became more pronounced, my nipples visibly hardening as he looked at me, in an odd sense of the fact, my own body was responding, sex communicated the basic urge of a man wanting a woman, a need to put his swollen cock inside one of my holes, the urgency and the violent wanting, in direct contrast to the softness and the gentleness, the warmth and succour offered, or taken, each way, defining the person being fucked, and how she. His hands struggle to take both girls at the same time while his lips alternate between Riley’s kisses and Kayla’s sweet lips.“Let’s take this outside,” Riley suggests. “It’s a really nice night.”“Outside?” Justin asks, uncertain about the idea.“Yeah, why not,” Kayla says, sounding just as enthused as Riley.“You two already had this planned, didn’t you?” he asks, looking from one to the other.Both of them look at Justin and smile. As one tangled mass, they slip out the backdoor to the patio. No one ever does, you know. They all think crime happens to other girls, not themselves. Youll go to jail! She hissed through her teeth, the fight still in her eyes. I doubt that, bitch. Whos going to call the cops? I asked, leering at her. Seeing that she was struggling for an answer, I leaned close to her ear and whispered into it: You are going to die tonight. Her face paled, and the thrashing got more violent. She was struggling, trying so fucking hard to get free, out of my strong arms. I.