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After a full day of discomfort it was time to go home. I once again headed for the backseat when my aunt stopped me and said she would rather the back for more space if I didn't mind. I couldn't just tell her no so I headed to the front…shotgun alongside Marcie. I sat down and waited for Marcie to get in. She was standing outside the car right by the driver's door on the phone. Then I noticed that through one of the rips in the jeans I could see some blue. It was her panties. This drove me. I said thank you for the honesty, and that tomorrow they both will be handled by the respective company and by police for possession of weed, breaking into the private area. They started getting scared, they begged me to stop, begged me to delete. I was waiting for them to say, they will do anything for me. and once they did, I had this huge grin on my face, what a victory!!! I asked them to say, what they will do to me on camera, They said they will do anything for me, sleep with me, have sex. He spread her legs apart and looked at her two holes. There was still cum visible although it was starting to dry. Masood made a decision. His wife liked sex but did not ever let him butt fuck her. She said that hole was for out only. Masood took his brown tool in his hand and placed the purple tip at her puckered asshole. It was still slightly open from what she had done earlier that evening. With one hard determined shove, Masood buried his thick brown pecker fully in the unconscious girls. Der Reifen war geplatzt. Auch das noch! Jetzt musste ich laufen. Und das in diesen Schuhen, in denen man mehr eierte als gut laufen konnte.Stunden sp?ter kam ich v?llig erledigt im Ort an. Wenn mich jetzt Leute sahen, w?rde ich nicht schnell wegfahren k?nnen. Mir schlug das Herz bis zum Hals. Aber niemand beachtete mich. Die einzige Reaktion war ? Anerkennung, Bewunderung? Dann wurde mir klar, was die Blicke bedeuteten. Ich h?tte ein h?bsches M?dchen genauso angeschaut. Wieso sah niemand, dass.
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