She looked like some half-inflated love doll. Being late October, it was almost touching her shoulders. “We do have a lot of time to kill,” Chuck mumbled impassively.”
“NO!” stammered Jim. I do not condone any of the actions described here. Manual shoved Jim so hard up against the dining room table that Jim let out a groan as the table struck him across the stomach. “Now!” ordered Chuck. “Aggh!” cried Tito shortly. They seemed to get some perverse pleasure out of hearing the wails and moans of each of their victims. Chuck lifted the helpless girl upward and dropped her squarely down on to his waiting prick. She seemed incapable of unfastening it. Her ponytail bobbed and tossed as she strode carelessly. At first, she thought she had interrupted some sick “sex game” her parents were playing. Andy shadowed them with the camera “zoomed in” to get the details. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted the girl right off the floor.
