“No!” she again cried, the pain stinging. Ok XXX Michelle cried in pain as she felt the abnormally wide angle to which her legs were being forced open. The third guy, now wearing only boxer shorts and sitting on a chair beside the bed, was stroking his engorged penis and he avidly watched the action before him. He then leaned over, took several long strands of Michelle’s long blonde hair in his fingers, and with the scissors snipped the hair close to the scalp. Relieved to have her come to, Billy allowed his upper body to fall down upon her heaving chest, and he resumed fucking her. The three men turned in unison—toward her! “Wasn’t raised on ‘em.”
Soon, the man lost patience with what was, in fact, a poor, uncooperative blow job.
