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"No... please..." She mouthed the words in an exaggerated grimace, trying to make her
"No... please..." She mouthed the words in an exaggerated grimace, trying to make her
intention plain... yet knowing somewhere deep inside that there was no way to stop the man in the pursuit of his depraved plan. He was going to screw her! Right here in the hallway, while she was forced to watch her husband make love to Chad's wife. Only now did it dawn on her that the older man seemed remarkably calm about what was going on inside. She could only deduce that he must be partners with Jay in her lewd carryings-on. She began to wonder what other perversions went on in the Baird household. The blonde was growing more and more overwhelmed by the accumulation of evidence of the depravity around her. She struggled against Chad's caresses, trying to shake her ass loose of his hands. But her efforts were half-hearted. She was like someone who has just received a full-on punch in the belly. The wind was knocked out of her. She wasn't even capable of any fierce positive action right now. Her brain was afire with how's and why's and when's. Her instinct for self-preservation seemed woefully low. She didn't care. She was in a mess. Kenny was in a mess. And they weren't even communicating. They were caught in their own little islands of sin and degradation. She felt horribly alone and afraid and weak. What would become of her? Of any of them? Any other rival she could have fought. But she was already overawed by her beautiful competent sister-in-law. Who was she to stop the lewd flow of events now that it was running full speed ahead? She watched Kenny's pink-swollen penis shine wetly with the juices of Jay's pussy. His cock surged inside with an incredible haste, as though it couldn't get enough of her delicious pussy. Their rhythm was quick and hypnotic. It held her spellbound - until |
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