"Has--has she told you everything?" Kevin asked, unbelieving. He just couldn't accept the fact, so suddenly, that Jean had run to a complete stranger ...nd told her that her own husband had raped her on their wedding night."Yes, you naughty boy," Monique chided, "she has done just that. And you are the one to blame for all this so don't look too harshly on her for discussing your short-comings with me. You should be grateful that we met. I've been able to convince her that it is a common thins. In her panic she passed out.The box was carried through the house and loaded into the van and with a wave the men left.Brooklyn was awakened by a shudder running through her body. She had cum from the throbbing vibrator strapped against her. Pulling at her bonds she tried to thrash in her startled panic, until she remembered what was happening to her. The sounds of horror playing through the headphones felt like it was inside her head. Her whole body was aching, not just from the night before. I know If I walk away from his desk even with crying I would loss my entire semester exams. I controlled tears and adjusted my jean a lit lower and lifted my T-shirt a bit to expose my sexy hip. I don’t know how I did that but somehow I got his attention and he lowered his voice. I thought this is time and I said sir I am ready to sleep with you if you can help me fix the attendance. He started to shout again you fucking bitch, how dare you say that’ he continued saying that I am going to. Redhead gasped as she felt her twat about to be hammered by my massive pole! "I...hope you've put some fucking lube on that...that monster..." Gemma, kneeling next to me had her hand underneath me and was squeezing and raking my ballbag with her long nails, covered her mouth and stifled a giggle with her other hand, "...otherwise that fucker's going hurt...nice and slow, old man..." Gemma frowned and shook her head slowly. Leaning close and whispering in my ear, so that Redhead wouldn't hear,.