The leotard pulled tight across her perfect breasts, making her nipples push back against the fabric. Not at the tip of her nipples but close to the base, almost in her breasts. If you don’t know Angie from my other stories, let me describe her. They moved in quickly, with purpose and planning, two men grabbed her arms while a third came from behind and lay on the floor, wrapping his arms tight around her ankles. When she arrived she took a deep breath, and walked in. Stories she told me to turn me on. It was nestled between the dollar general store and the goodwill outlet. He drove it balls-deep into her surrendered asshole, then pulled out almost completely before driving all the way back again. Angie struggled to see what the men were doing when she felt a horrible stabbing pain in her left nipple, then her right. She tried to stand up but felt the skin of her nipples stretch impossibly more. He took her over to the chin-up bar and pushed her down
