You smile and say, “Oh my, that’s a lot of precome sweetie, you need more control.” You tell me to sit on the bed and then you tell me to lean b...ck as your hand plays with my cock a little more. You look at me and smile and say, “Sorry Matt.” I look up and say, “Sorry for what?” and then I feel a rush of coldness on my cock and balls. You look at me and say, “I can’t let your cock do all the thinking for you,” as I look down and see you holding a bag of ice on my crotch. I try and fight it as. Now, fuck me!"Nearby, Rhonda and Tammy had stopped sucking each other and were watching as Ted and Jay fucked Chris. They toyed lazily with their lust-swollen nipples and occasionally flicked their fingertips across their hard clits as they enjoyed the lusty scene before them."What about us?" Tammy asked finally, her lips quivering in a pout. "You two guys are spending all your time fucking Chris-and there are two more hot pussies here that need some attention." Well, two cocks just can't fuck. .And held it...He gasped for air. Still too chicken.He chastised himself mentally. He was a scientist. He could do this! Theydid experiments on people all the time, after all. What was one more?Of course, said the small voice at the back of his mind, humanexperiments always came after years of testing on animals, and even then,only if the risk was guaranteed to be ninety-nine point nine percentnegligible. This concoction hadn't even been forced onto a housefly, letalone a person.He sighed. What. Girl number 318 was staring at me - the same girl, on the same bed, with the same corner bedpost, and with the same arm restraints as the girl in the pictures from the frat house. They even had a name and the date the rape supposedly took place. They called her Roxey Newhouse. I downloaded the DVD and all the pictures of her. I continued to look at every girl on the site. I found fifteen more girls in the same bed with the same corner bedpost and restraints. By the dates it was done over a.