He squeezed them. Massaged them. His thumbs slid across her nubs.He leaned down and sucked her nipple into his mouth. He nibbled on her nub, feasting ...n her like a beast. I stretched out on my side. I smiled at the sight, my breasts piled together. I loved the way he sucked on her nubs. He growled, squeezing them, unleashing all his lust upon her.It was so hot to watch. My cunt was on fire.“That’s it,” I moaned. “Mmm, just feast on her. I want you to just enjoy her. She’s going to be such a. ." He held up his hand. "I know youroutside name but it is not used here. You answer to Helen Finch," helooked down at the clipboard, "five years for rape." I didn't rape her!"He tapped the board. "The court order is here and it states rape, thoughI do recognise that the judge at your trial has made a qualifying note.It appears he was not happy with the jury's verdict; thought there wassome doubt. You are lucky," he said looking back at me. "Rape usuallymeans a long sentence in a maximum. ” That tight feeling of her vaginal walls still all around his cock has him moaning away each time he either thrusts his dick forward into or pulls some of his inches out of her soaking hole, keeping her legs held apart by the ankles so he has full access so he can smoothly and swiftly slam his shaft into her slick and still snug snatch.“Oh fuck!! OH FUCK!! OH YESSSSSSS... GONNA... OH FUCK!! GONNA CUM! GONNA FUCKING CUM!!” The stunning Cosplayer moans out, strands of her long blonde hair. They’d never been fortunate enough to have children and they’d both been born into families that had crumbled under the stress of the hard times that had been so prevalent across the country during the 1930s. Each had wound up a ward of the state and grew up never feeling the warm embrace of loving parents, or the deep, abiding affection that children normally share with their brothers and sisters. They never took the time to form friendships with the other unfortunates with whom they were.