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Then, there were no more sounds. Phil blinked hard and listened intently now to clumsy shuffling steps. Terry had punched Kiara in the stomach, easily winding her and stopping her noise. “Shut up and get down there!” he hissed at her, then grabbed harshly at her clothing, pulling her away from the wall and shoving her, sending her spinning off balance. He swiftly thumped his other fist into her side to ensure she crumpled as she went down, landing flat onto the soft mat in the blonde corner. Her head slammed against the wall with a bang, and the foreman was lucky she’d put her hat on beforehand, else she would’ve surely broken her skull. She easily felt the bump though, and was dazed for several moments. Panic was starting to envelope her fully and she gulped wildly for air to try and regain some strength. But her stomach now felt so painful with each and every breath in from the strikes of his fists. Instinctively, She tipped over onto her side, into a defensive position as she laid her hand over one of the bruises already forming on her body. But Terry was already advancing on her again, and she wasn’t going to stay huddled up like that for very long. His eyes were now burning with lascivious hunger, his cock still poking out, pointing directly at her. Kiara saw him coming, but only in a blur. She was still mouthing ‘no’, silently now. She just had to keep him away. She hitched up her knees and tried to form into a tight ball, clamming herself up against anything he might try. But her strength was failing her, just as her lungs were failing to even keep up the desperate pace of her panting. She was still gasping, even through her sobs, and her new attacker shoved her over onto her back with great ease, and quickly tugged down the zips on both her boots, one after the other. With a determined look in his eyes, he hurriedly grabbed at the thick soles and pulled them off her feet, inadvertently removing one of her tiny white socks at the same time and leaving it inside the tall boot. Kiara immediately hitched up her knees again, choosing rigid defence over vicious attack. He was quite clearly stronger than her, even if just through his shear bulky weight, and he’d already proved that he was not scared of hurting her. She looked up at him, never having felt so scared of someone before. Phil had been sexually brutal with her countless times oral cumshot by now, but he’d never had the guts to actually use his fists on her. She knew already by looking into his thoroughly dispassionate eyes, that if she fought back, he wouldn’t think twice about Hardcore thumping her body some more. “Now just stay quiet,” he growled, his tone now gruff and impatient. He grabbed her ankles and yanked her legs out flat again in front of her. “No one’s coming here.” She felt her body being manhandled, laid out before him. Then his hands working at her, clawing at her jeans, loosening them, pulling at them, scrabbling nails at her panties to drag them down too. blowjob Not even her mum’s boyfriend this time, but someone else, wanting to remove her clothing and touch intimate parts of her body. She tried with all of her remaining might to jam her legs together, but they trembled violently, and there was no stopping his relentless hands. “Phil,” she whined. She tried to form enough breath to scream it, but it was impossible. “Phil please.” It seemed crazy for her to be screaming for her regular rapist’s help with this, but it was her only chance. Terry just beamed, as his yellowing fingers pulled the young girl’s trousers down more. “He ain’t gonna help you is he. He brought you here for me didn’t he.” Kiara’s hearing was impaired, partly from the wide helmet on her head, but also from the inherent ringing in her ears that always set off at these times. Suddenly her straining arms went limp and her heart plummeted, as the truth set in. She’d been totally set up, and just like a willing fly, she’d flown directly into their web. She’d been brought here tonight, just so someone new could abuse her. Nothing will change that.” At this point Jack now had access to Leslie’s pussy from the top and this new angle afforded him easier access to her. As my pants slipped from my hands back onto the floor the door swung open and i saw blake standing there with a smug, evil looking grin on his face. After all he'd blowjob been through, he couldn't even stand on his own. Actually, I don’t even know if you’d call it love. I kissed Stacie, my futa-friend's lips oral melting into mine. 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