You’re Jane Doe. “Dam… Yeah, that really is super trashy on her. “No panties either.”
You must have been expecting a good time. One of their favorites was to role play. Was there some kind of accident? At least you knew what you look like now. Cut down so soon. She gently traced a finger round the lips of your mouth, before pulling the bust of your dress down just far enough for your tits to pop free. You sound pretty. Height, approximately just under 5ft. “Honey! Regardless of what they did with you when “pregnant” it would alway end with either you “giving birth” by them pushing down on your bulge until the water ballon broke and the chicken was pushed out. It’s still going?”
You continue to pee for a another three whole minutes before the stream dries up. She has hazelnut brown hair reaching down to her shoulders done up in a ponytail. Quick response test is coming up negative on semen. Why couldn’t you remember? The woman once again is standing over you. You watch
