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I heard her repeating to Mala that there were obvious evidence of hard slapping on the face, finger and teeth marks on her breasts and rough handling ...n the vagina leading to lacerations. Oh dear. Even for a non medical person like me it was scary. They asked me if any thing happened to me. I hesitatingly told them what the two girls did to me.She made a note of that too. Then they left, asking us not to talk to any one. We were also told if Sumathi or any of the girls approached us, to tell. "You're worried." I stated, looking away.Samantha was beautiful. Long, ginger hair. Pale skin that could rival Snow white's. A thin figure, with C-cup breasts that verge on being too big compared to the rest of her body. I couldn't think those things. Not in a situation like this."It makes sense. I'm... i'm sorry I can't..." I trail, unsure what how to word my apology.Samantha is dying. The doctors give her a 50/50 chance in her surgery. And it's now zero hour. Pretty shitty 18th Birthday,. He rested his fingertips against the lips of her pussy. ‘How long ago?’ ‘Four months, more or less.’ ‘What happened to her?’ Opal didn’t answer, not until Moe pushed his fingers into her mossy doughnut and held them perfectly still. Her words rushed out of her in manic excitement. ‘Danja was there all the time. She might have lived there, she was there so much. Then one day a flashy limousine pulled up. The driver went up to the door and escorted Danja to the car. I haven’t seen her since.’ . Within 10 minutes, I heard my mom came in. She probably thought I was sound asleep, fighting off my "illness" so she went right upstairs to her bathroom. As I heard coming up the stairs, my heart was racing. For the most part, everything was on the line. Shoot, if my mom did not have the reaction I wanted, she could wind up never speaking to me again. If she told my father and other family members, I could very well be disowned. But it was a chance I had to take.I'll never forget what.
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